The Squirrel’s Nuts Inn, Twisted Wood : Lacardis Prime

Writers:

LoreleiRoseCarrendar (CharlotteCarrendar)

VenorCarrendar (LastRonin)

RazielZerati

SkyStourme

Devitas

VenorCarrendar: -Venor didn’t realize when his mother put him back into the hidden space atop the bookshelf. He was exhausted. The last hour had been very taxing on the hatchling… plus, as baby bebilith grew very quickly… reaching about half their adult size within the first year… his body needed him to rest so it could focus it’s energy on processing the food he had eaten into the necessary components to help the infant grow. He stirred just enough to scrunch into the hole leading into the wall… just far enough back that he wouldn’t be visible to anyone peering in from the opening he had leapt out of earlier. Ven lay there curled up, his young mind reliving hunts… but whose?… that would be the question… as the racial memory played out in his head… Venor Carrendar..l less than two hours out of the egg… was already learning to hunt. In the dream, it was as if Venor was larger… much larger, and stalking his prey… the large wolf-looking creature slipping unnoticed through the treeline as it hunted the party of humans traveling along the road… unaware that it was no longer really the predator… it had become the prey… for the greater Barghest , a demon… had drawn the notice of a greater bebilith. The bebilith was thrilled by the challenge of this hunt… Greater Barghest’s were infamous for their ability to remain hidden and unseen as they hunted… but to the one who now hunted the hunter… the trail was there. The bebilith did not follow visible clues as much as it did it’s nose. In the dream, the adult bebilith sniffed at the air, then close against a tree… in the cubbyhole, the tiny infant sniffed deeply in his sleep… back in the dream, the bebilith smiled, detecting the scent of his prey, fresh on the tree’s bark. Looking closely, the bebilth made out something wavering in the breeze, it was a deep brown, almost black hair… the Barghest had brushed against this trunk as it stalked the unaware humans… all the while, unaware itself that it was being stalked as well.-

LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- Yes, the day had been taxing, Lorelei’s new boys were more than just a handful, they were the terrors of the Abyss, most certain to have Mazmezz beside herself with glee. Venor the hunter and Heksen the Carnvior, both had different personalities and they both shared a common trait, that of the fact, that they were face huggers. Lorelei was sitting in a large fur skinned chair as Baldrick painstakingly applied a foul smelling ointment to her scratches as her hair was had been washed and was tied up in a towel. (Baldrick)”These two will be the death of me, M’lady. Hold still….oh this stuff is disgusting. *He gently dabs the ointment into the deep scratches, wincing as Lorelei drives her claws into the arms of the chair* Where on earth did you get this stuff from, and it reeks more than your hair did a short time ago.”- Lorelei closed her eyes, gritting her teeth as the booger coloured paste was applied. (Lorelei)”Some old hag from Boxster’s hill. Honestly, I swear she got some troll to shit in a jar, cause that is what it smells like, but its said to be good for this sort of injury. Suppost to heal up faster, or some such claim. All I know is I paid a good few gold coins for this crud. It had better work.”- Baldrick nearly wanted to toss the jar when he heard her mention the troll, but she needed a bit more applied and Baldrick decided to try and change the mood a bit. (Baldrick)”Your going to have to work out what to do with the boys…you know how fast they grow, and that Ven…I swear if he is eating his own siblings right from the sac, what chance have the locals got. *he then looked as though he had an idea, and he held up a finger covered in the stinky ointment- “M’lady…I have a subtle plan.” Lorelei released her claws from the armchair as the goo was starting to do its job, healing up her face, as she said- (Lorelei)”Baldrick, you wouldn’t know a subtle plan even if it painted itself purple and jumped up on a harpsicord and danced, singing, “Subtle plans are here again.”

VenorCarrendar: -Ven shifted slightly, his hand reaching out to rest lightly against the wooden beam beside him… the tiny spider demon slept still, but in his mind… in his dreams… he was somewhere else… somewhen else… someone else. In his dream, he was adult sized… and was hunting. The adult bebilith slipped silently through the forest, trailing it’s prey, but closing the distance. He could smell the greater barghest’s excitement, and the odor was becoming stronger. The demon-wolf getting closer to being ready to spring it’s ambush on the humans it was hunting. The bebilith was close enough to catch occasional glimpses of dark fur as the demonic wolf slipped through the undergrowth… it’s own supernatural stealth allowing it to move through the terrain without leaving any damage to mark it’s trail. The bebilith didn’t have that advantage… he relied on his skills mostly. Using his long arachnid legs, and his ability to cling to vertical surfaces, the bebilth moved more through the trees above than he did on the ground below, occasionally using his levitate ability to render himself weightless so as to push off from the tree he was upon and float across to the tree he wanted to be in when the distance was too great for him to simply reach or jump. Back in the cubbyhole in the cottage in Twisted Woods, a tiny hatchling Bebilith bobbed a few inches above the ground as he slept, his own mind mimicing the actions he was ‘remembering’. As the adult in the dream pushed off from the tree, Ven pushed off from the wall… his tiny balled up figure floated out of the little cubby and across the hidden space above the bookshelf. Emerging silently out of the hiding place he had claimed for himself, the sleeping baby floated out into the room, gently drifting towards where Baldrick fussed over Lorelei. Back in the past, in the forest… the greater bebilith hunter was getting ready himself… for he spied his prey crouched, poised to spring out upon the unsuspecting humans. The bebilith settled against the trunk of the large oak tree he was in and readied his own self to pounce. He could hear the humans approaching, their wagon and draft horses making a great deal of racket, well it seemed so to the hunter who was practiced in the art of stealth. He could see through the treesenough to note that a good sized tree just ‘happened’ to have fallen across the road at a narrow point in it just a short ways ahead of the humans, they would encounter it when they rounded a bend in the road ahead. The bebilith smiled at the resourcefulnessof the demon-wolf,even as he felt disdain at the cowardice it’s kind exhibited. This one was no exception… it did not hunt things that could challenge it…. no, it hunted mere humans. And at that, not even the ones trained in combat. The bebilth prepared to pounce, he would attempt to time his pounce to occur just before the barghest’s. He wanted to enjoy the look of shock upon it’s face if he managed to intercept it mid-leap. The humans entered the bend, the barghest hunkered a bit lower, coiling it’s legs in preparation… the bebilth soundlessly pushed off from the tree aiming for a point just past the treeline and out in the road. If he had timed it right, and irt appeared he had, as the barghest leapt an instant later, the bebilith’s face split in a grin as it’s rending talons which arched from it’s back and over it’s shoulder began to dart forward and down toward the other demon as their bodies collided in the air just out into the road. The bebilith heard a female human cry out in shear terror… but that mattered not… he wasn’t doing this for the weaklings in the wagon… he only denied the barghest a final meal out of satisfaction at the anguish the demon would feel as it was slain… dying a failure. In the air above Lorelei and Baldrick the sleeping bebilth infant spread his legs and arms, unconciously releasing it’s innate levitate ability and plummeting down. If Baldrick had not moved the tiny(for a bebilith) creature would land atop his head.-

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Baldrick was taken aback, his lips formed a straight line when Lorelei said “Baldrick, you wouldn’t know a subtle plan even if it painted itself purple and jumped up on a harpsicord and danced, singing, “Subtle plans are here again.” Baldrick screwed the cap back on the stinky ointment, and placed the jar back on the table, shaking his head. (Baldrick)”You underestimate my natural abilities at being cunning, M’lady. Why, I am well known for hatching some dasteredly plans and carrying them out to the letter.” Lorelei patted her scratched cheeks and then raised an eyebrow at Baldrick’s statement and followed with a rather nasty reply. (Lorelei)” No..Baldrick, that is where you are wrong, for it is I that goes around after you have concocted your dasteredly plans which are an absolute cock up, and then do the dirty work myself.” Baldrick stammered – (Baldrick)”That’s…that’s news to me, the plans always seem to go off without a hitch. Wish you could explain it to me.” Lorelei retorted with a huff. (Lorelei)”I would explain, Baldrick, but I fear that you wouldn’t understand – blessed as you are with a head that is emptier than a hermit’s address book.” She then saw a small shadow cross over their heads, and then she watched on in amusement, as Venor was levitating across the room and right over Baldrick’s head. (Lorelei)”Don’t look now Baldrick, but I do believe your about to receive company.” (Baldrick)”Really?….No one ever drops in to see me.” It was then that Venor fell from the sky, legs splayed and Lorelei grabbed the jar of troll shit ointment, taking a step back. (Lorelei)”No fear, Baldrick…I have just the thing for when he rips to shreds!” Baldrick looks up – (Baldrick)”AAAAGGHH!”

VenorCarrendar: -Venor felt the world drop out from under him… the sudden sensation of falling waking him from his dream. The startled little bebilith began to flail his legs as he dropped toward the floor and beings below him. He saw the eyes of Baldrick widening as the distance between them lessened. In desperation, Ven tried to use what he had learned in the dream about making himself light enough to float… it didn’t work, he plummeted still, not realizing that he hadn’t done it wrong… that it just didn’t work because he could only do it once a day. Barely missing the head of Baldrick, Venor fell just behind him. Just barely able to reach it, Venor hooked two of his legs into the fabric of the back of the man’s shirt.-’RRRIIIIIIIPPPPPPP- The sound of tearing cloth drifted through the room as the sharp claws of Venor parted the fabric, leaving a ribbon of cloth three inches wide down the middle of the man’s shirt. Unfortunately for Baldrick, the claw-like tips of the bebilith baby were drug closer by the resistance the fabric gave to slow the hatchlings fall. Halfway down the back of the shirt, the tips would possibly contact Baldrick’s skin. Ven’s fall wouls only be halted when the sharp talons encountered the belt, digging deeply into the leather. The little bebilith looked around startled for a moment before pushing off against the man’s backside and ripping his talon-like claws loose from the belt, further damaging the accessory. Venor landed on the floor, looked around for a moment and then darted around Baldrick, hissing up at him as he ran and hid underneath the chair his mother was seated in. Getting out of the open, the little spider demon, turned and glared out at Baldrick as if he seemed to think the man had pulled him out of his hidey hole and let him fall. Ven glanced up toward his mom, thinking ‘Why did you let the mean one make me fall?’ … not even realizing he would have the ability to communicate telepathically with her. He would be shocked if she heard and responded.-

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – “HE’S ON ME!!!!”- Baldrick would squawk like a turkey about to be beheaded for Thanksgiving. He started to spin, round and round, grabbing at his head, which the baby bebilith had missed, but was now ripping through his shirt, his claw like tips dragging through the shirt and now…his back hair. Lorelei sprang up from the chair, juggling the jar of ointment. (Lorelei)”Hold still…ya great lump, or its going to be a lot worse. (Baldrick)*flailing wildly*…Hold still?…HOLD STILL?! He’s a killer…he’s a menace…HE’S ON MY ASS!!!”- Fearing that he was about to have a whole new asshole cut out by Venor’s own needle like legs, Baldrick started to hop, hop and jump like a frog on a hot skillet. His hands came around trying to swat the Bebilith, who by this stage, had propelled himself off Baldrick’s bony buttcheeks and onto the floor, skittering under Lorelei’s chair. (Lorelei)”Calm the hell down, he’s off…see? Look..there he is.”- Seeing Venor had come out from under the chair, and looking up at Baldrick with eyes that burnt brighter than the hell fires of Satan’s kitchen, Lorelei smiled sweetly. (Lorelei)”Awe….did Mummy’s baby get a fright?”- she cooed as she got down on her knees and offered her hand for him to crawl on. Baldrick’s back looked like he had been hit by a dozen carving knives, blooded, with the shreds of his shirt hanging loosely, covered in crimson blemishes. (Baldrick)”No amount of gold is worth this. I swear, he will kill us in our sleep….or me at least.”

SkyStourme: -his body was a slender 6ft, his toned muscles rippled with each movement as he moved. the creature was like some spector of the forest and even his heightend hearing agility and stamina he knew he couldnt outrun his fiercest enemy….the moon. it was hidden behind clouds for the moment so he was fine, but his target was near..the only thing that would make things difficult would be if his curse acted up on him now. his slender ears jutted from the side of his hooded head and were looped with metallic rings. his face remaind hidden, all but his mouth and even his neear pale flesh showed a few scars. his torso was wrapped in black bandages, straps with numerous poisonous knives, a quiver with ten arrows and a bow, two blades at his lower back AND a large broadsword which by the way made some people wary of his presence. his legs were wrapped in black armor and a tattered battleskirt played from his lower back as he moved, they hit the heel of his boots with each lithe step. his bare arms were sloppily wrapped in the black bandages he wore but he wore gauntlets that made his fingers resemble that of some mad beast. the creatures movement speed alone was on adrenaline for an arrow whizzed passed his face. his gaze didnt avert as he continued through the forest, the darkness was where most made their move…his profession? assassin during the night. mercenary during the day. why even now he was hunting something he didnt much see the point of killing, but he was being paid for it so it didnt bother him. he was being chased for betraying the former employer…odd. never trust anyone with a mask, but if they bore a hood it usually meant they ached for somone to expose them. the creature could see the villaige coming into veiw, his moves became rapid and erratic, his ears picked up the sounds of 6 foots steps. he cared not how they looked for the darkness covered them, but he did know they didnt stand a chance. the creature bounds up the side of a house and vanishes from view. his enemies thunder in and back against eachother. never knowing where he would strike, never hearing, never seeing the shadows dance around their form. most elven beings bore control over nature around them…he could but it was something not to be taken lightly. his skill with the blade and bow were legendary. the first enemy went down with an arrow to the throat. the last two went frantic as the creature himself had moved from the roof of a housee to a tree just abovee them. with one move he drops down behind them, his oversized blade was drawn and with no sound he drives the blade into the back of one of his enemies, sending blood spouting forward. the other enemy turns to face the comotion only to see the sword still jutting from his allys front. the creature was nowhere to be seen. it was when the enemy turned back around that he was face to face with the creature. before he could finish him off the enemy let out a shreik before the creature in black drove an armored arm through the enemys body. without shaking off the body he uses his free hand return his blade to its sheath. he now walked the street still clutching to the spine of thee victim, his body still moved in agony as he was dragged…the creatures face remained stoic…he now moved toward his next target…-

VenorCarrendar: -Venor stumbled back a step as her voice rang in his head. He eased forward again… testing… he thought again at her-’No… not scared. Hmmph… he will pay.’-as he cut his eyes over at Baldrick. Skittering out from under the chair as she held her arm out to him… Venor reached her shoulder and shifted a moment, finding a comfortable position he felt stable in. Suddenly a shriek floated on the night air… a palpable note of terror in the voice that faded raggedly off. Venor’s head lifted and he looked the direction of the sound. Once more Venor ‘spoke’ to his mother-’What was that?’- a note of curiosity and excitement carried with the query. He shifted across to her other shoulder, moving closer to the direction the cry had came from. The little bebilith began to sniff the air… his acute sense of smell picking up the coppery scent of fresh blood. Many beings would not have been able to distinguish the odor from the other blood that was recently shed in this room… but it was similar enough, the hatchling could recognize what it was, yet individual enough, he could discriminate it from the scent of the ones whose blood he had smelled here in this room. Venors assault talons twitched as he stared toward the direction the scream came from, his ears strained to hear… anything. He listened as closely as he could, even holding his breath for several seconds so he could hear even better. The tiny spider demon was nigh on quivering with excitement as he waited to see whether his mother had answers to his question… or if it would be answered in some other way… would it come here? Would mother go there?. Ven could taste the bitterness growing in his mouth again, the pressure in his gut beginning to build again.-

LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- The first meeting between Son and Mother, was not exactly warm and fuzzy, but more like something out of your worst nightmare. This time, her son, had seemed to accept the fact of who she was, and climbed up up up her arm and onto her shoulder when she offered her hand. Baldrick was in a right mess, and it was then as Lorelei was about to tell Baldrick where to go..she heard the sound, the scream, or shriek, of a woman in terror. Venor’s head lifted, and of course, Lorelei’s followed. “I don’t know…but I am going to find out.”- She quickly blurted to Baldrick, who was now in tears over the pain from the scratches on his back. (Lorelei)”Go see Doctor Ghelfing, he is just across the market square, and don’t forget to take the troll shit jar with you. Ven and I are going to go check out the noise. Seems we have a disturbance. Wearing her sewn leather fightsuit, which was all the rage in Arachnea, she mentally spoke to her son. (Lorelei)”Come let’s find the danger that has ventured into our lands. Her black long sword smacked her thigh, its sheath decorated with her name, and her dagger was actually being warn by her son, who had taken a shine to it since to him at his size, it was something he could really do some damage with. They left the Twisted wood Manor, going down the stairs slowly, as in the distance, the sounds of horses hooves pounding the road just from the east would signal that the Lighthorse brigade of the Arachnean capital were on way. Lorelei’s brown fur cape swirled behind her as many of the residents had fled indoors on the sound of the woman’s scream. (Lorelei)”I smell blood…its fresh. *she licked the air with her tongue, just like a snake and then smacked her lips*…Venor, you may get to start your first serious hunt sooner than I had anticipated.” Her eyes of ruby red scanned the town square, looking for the movement to the one that had entered their town. Mission, unknown.

RazielZerati: *By the nine! he had no idea on where in Oblivion he was. One moment he was getting away from his former brethren, the next he ended up in this weird place. Was he even on Nirn anymore?.. reptilian eyes would blink in reflex as he felt his skin being so dry. He had suited his name in gettin away from his pursuers, but Swift-Wind had yet to figure out just where he was and how he got here. The sound of leather creaking would ring through the holes in the sides of his head, the closest thing to ears any reptile would have as he made his way along. Katana bounced lightly against his left shoulder while the unstrung bow and a quiver of twenty arrows were fastened to his right shoulder.. his hips however were something unique.. one blade had black and gold along the hilt whilst the other shone with black and a transluscent green… crystal?… no… glass… yes.. whilst the black blade was made from Ebony.. a rare yet incredibly strong metal that could cut right through steel. With these blades at his hips, each about as long as a standard Celtic blade with the actual blade length just a few centimeters short of a meter. He made his way along.. a rusty brown scaled tail twitched, tossed and turned with every step taken while green eyes would shine out brilliantly. A lizards head would be the most noticeable.. often confused with Dracionians his people would be if they shared the world of Nirn with the rest of the life out there. Rusty browk along with flashes of read would pain the Argonian’s face, needle like teeth sticking out from the top lip pointing downwards. But where hair would be on a human, spines as long as an average mans foot and two fingers thick each at the base would decorate the being’s head. They would rattle silently whenever angered or nervous.. in his homeland, the natural tongue of man was considered a secondary language, with the first consisting only of squeaks and grunts along with some form of words thrown in between on occasion. Never the less, the black leather armored male would be bearing civilization and come towards where the unsuspecting Lore and son would soon be upon crossing of a path… but the sense of smell indicated food.. water.. oil… people.. he had come near a town he realised and so he would keep himself on guard.. it’s not everyday a former member of the Dark Brotherhood could escape their family, survive after days of being pursued.. only to end up in a foreign land… he hoped he would not need to draw any more attention on himself than what his looks already are doing for him.. bare hands would close lightly into fists to try to hide his reptilian claws just in case*

SkyStourme: -the creature still clutched the spine of his fallen enemy, his bloodied gauntlets were stained with a crimson stink that only made it harder for him to make friends. not that he wanted any. it was as if he couldnt quite yank his arm from the enemys body who was now dead after bleeding out. his slender physique made him appear stronger than he was whil holding it but as he began to feel energy nearing his location the creatures grip around the spine tightend and with a quick wrench of his wrist he dropped the being in a crumpled heap on th ground. his target was a demon, no names were mentioned…the only detail he had gotten was to bring the head of some demon in this area, apparently this mercenary was mistaken for a hunter, which wasnt too far from the truth. the moon…it peered around the clouds that had kept it prisoner and with a low growl the creature knew it would b far too risky to stick around. he would return…he had to, his job was not complete and he had no problem being the bad guy..he cared not who this demon was, man woman or child. it would be cut down. the lifestyle of the cataclysmic soldier. the creature seems to vanish into the shadows with a quick dart sideways just as moonlight plays across the ground…he would be back, he would take form when most expected but only strike when they werent…-

VenorCarrendar: -Venor was thrilled his mother had brought him with her. He kept silent as they moved… he listened and kept his nose working… sniffing the air. He heard movement… from two directions… the one the cry had came from… and the other from off to one side… the little bebilith was confused by this… he queried mother silently, the telepathic link not interfering with him being able to still listen intently…-’Are there many out here?… I hear something …’-he paused, not sure how to relay where… so he reached out with his hand and gently tried to push against her cheek as he sat upon her shoulder… trying to get her to look off to the side-’That way…’-he sniffed again…-’I can’t smell another…’-he seemed disappointed. The little bebilith frowned, looking aroundmoving his head back and forth from the direction of one sound to the direction of the other.-’Can you hear them?…smell them?’- He could still hear the movements… he smelled the blood scent from the first direction get stronger, the one the cry had come from. Followed quickly by a heavy thud and quickly fading rapid footsteps. Meanwhile the movement from the side seemed to be getting closer. Ven shifted and moved to the other side of his mother, now perched on the shoulder facing the direction of the newest sound… Ven hunkered down, his abdomen almost resting against Lorelei’s shoulder… he no longer spoke to her… she seemed to be nothing more than a mount now… a beast of burden carrying him toward this encounter. The little bebilith had settled himself so close to her shoulder… and was remaining so still, that in the darkness especially, he could be easily be mistaken for a decoration on her fightsuit. In the mean-time, Venor held his mouth closed, breathing softly through his nose… the bitter taste filling his mouth almost… he crouched and waited.-

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – They crept through the village square, Lorelei walking on with caution, turning abruptly as she heard even the smallest sound behind her. (Lorelei)”This one is a right tricky bastard.”- she said telepathically to her son. “No, my son, it is like their scent has blown away with the breeze. What could that possibly mean?”- she narrowed her gaze, looking down alleys, trying to see through the shadows, as Baldrick streaked past, blood dripping behind him as he went to see Doctor Ghelfling about his injuries from Venor. A louder sound was now coming, one with…big feet. Lorelei ducked behind the well, looking around the corner, getting ready with her hand resting on the hilt of her blade, ready to unsheath it at the blink of an eye. (Lorelei)”The one we stalked has fled it seems, but another takes his place.” Her son was now crouched low on her shoulder, he had stopped speaking telepathically. He must have sensed it too. Breathing deeply, she began to walk to the direction of the sound of another coming.

RazielZerati: *As he came in closer and closer.. Swift lifted his head… the smell of blood was neabry, but all he could see was a long streak of blood as if the body had been dragged then simply dumped.. his gaze narrowed some… killing for Sithis was one thing… Necromancy was something entirely different.. and Necrophilia… well… to the Dunmer in Nirn it was a mixed subject. He shook his head in dismay, giving off a light hiss before he turned and carried on.. clawed feet contacting with the earth as he seemed to walk like any normal person.. head twisting and turning as he looked around, trying to find out if there were any indications as to where he was.. he muttered under his breath in a raspy voice* Damn…. nothing tells me where I am or where to go… *He carried on, not even bothering to look around the corners.. fortunately for Lore, he was walking right towards them.. and he carried on.. left hand resting ever lightly on the pommel of his Ebony blade as it rested lightly upon his hip on the same side as his hand. Spine’s began to rattle silently as he noted that whoever this is.. they were walking right towards him. So with a louder but still raspy voice, he spoke up* You there… can you tell me where I am and how I could return to Tamriel… if I am still in Nirn that is… *He kept himself on guard… the right hand lowered down to his side as he waited.. he knew he could always let off a fire or frost spell before getting away to hide should she decide to attack him*

Devitas: || A strong breeze blows through the area leaving behind a slow moving whirlwind of torn cloth that obscures its center, swirling the cloth settles in a small pile to reveal a single black rose bud resting atop it. After a few moments the rose bud opens, releasing a small amount of dust to be carried away by the last remnants of the wind, the torn cloth knitting itself together and rising to the air as the last bits of the dust disappear. Light violet eyes appear first in the space above the forming cloth as a woman’s body begins to take shape, spare strands of string snaking along ivory skin creating tattoos as the woman bends over to pick up the rose bud and place it in her ebony hair, the cloth finally settling to create the woman’s clothing as she rights herself||

VenorCarrendar: -Ven heard the comments regarding the one interloper leaving and another taking it’s place… he didn’t respond though… he was focused… he was centered… he was…hunting. The sound drew closer… the wind shifted and it came to him.. an odd tangy odor… some part of his mind reacted… an image of a creature slithering along the ground, and then a different image… another creature with similar skin, but crawling on four clawed feet with a tail…it’s tongue flicking in and out as it walked. A few moments later the shadows moved… resolving into a figure shaped like Baldrick and Mother… but with skin similar to the creatures Ven’s racial memories had dredged up for him. Ven tensed up just a bit. He was not moving… just crouched there watching and waiting. He heard the being say something… he was being tense…this only served to intensify Ven’s sense of aggression…. but the little shoulder ornament didn’t move at all, not even a twitch of his assault talons. He would wait until the moment was right… he knew…though he didn’t really know how…just knew that it was necessary to be patient… that he should stay still and silent…and wait.-

LoreleiRoseCarrendar; – The thundering sound of horses hooves was to preceed as the team of Lighthorsemen from Arachnea finally entered the town gates, the leaders carrying the banners, the standard of the Spider, as Lorelei stepped out from behind the well. The dust rose up into clouds as the Commander raised a fist and all horsemen pulled up their steeds. (Commander)”Lady Carrendar….news in from the Capital. I have word, and must speak with you at once.” He crossed his fist across his chest as a mark of respect, and then Lorelei spoke- (Lorelei)”We will meet in my Manor here. Please, have your men take their horses to the stables, and they may head to the Inn, whilst we discuss these matters in full.” – The order was given as all the horsmen rode past heading for the stables, the Commander alighting and handing the reigns to a young stable boy who had run out to assist the armour clad Commander. The Commander did not spot the tiny Bebilith on her shoulder, since he blended in so well with her sewn leather fight suit. Ven then went silent, he refused to move as Lorelei turned her attention to the one that was coming closer, the other being they had been searching for. He looked repitilian, but Lorelei had not seen his kind before. And just when the villages had started to come back out of their houses to investigate the sounds of a woman screaming earlier, another woman appeared. One that materialised from a simple cloth. Carrying a black rose, with a bud that opened and released a fine dust into the wind. Lorelei noticed the silent stranger, and narrowed her gaze. She was not fond of women, in fact, she despised them, which was odd, since she was one herself. Magic it seemed was now showing up, through the odd collection of beings present. When the repitilian being spoke of Tamriel… and if he was in Nirn. Lorelei responded, “You are in Twisted Wood, in the middle of the Plains of Lexios. No where near Tamrlel. I have not heard of Nirn…it must be a land beyond our shores. This is Lacardis. I do believe Sir, you are lost.”

RazielZerati: *Drat.. so he was far away from Nirn.. on an entirely new world.. but how.. how did her get there?… he shook his head as he then looked away and spoke* I thank you for the information… it seems I cannot return to my home after all… *The five foot nine tall being (if one did not count the spines) would glance back over to her as he examined this woman.. whoever it was, she seemed to be of importance since there were soldiers and a knight talking to her. He couldn’t help but notice something smelled odd on the woman.. like there were two closely related smells together.. he soon dismissed it, seeing nothing but an extended part of her armor where the second funny smell was.. maybe it was blood some weird creature of these lands.. he took a step to turn slightly as he then spoke aloud* Could you tell me where I might find some rest…. I still have Septim’s left over to afford a room.. *He would place a hand lightly on the leather bag behind him on his belt.. it carried his money though he was not sure if they would take the gold or not… but he would pull a coin out to show her as he spoke* would this be worth much in your land?

VenorCarrendar: -The scaly one wasn’t approaching further and his actions were feeling less threatening… but it was then that the big creatures with four legs and two heads came thundering up… Ven froze… not n fear… though in truth he was afraid, but he wasn’t paralyzed by it. He had the instincts of a hunter. Then the lead beast separated… Ven realized they weren’t two-headed beasts, just two creatures, one riding on the other…Ven shifted his eyes slightly… looking towards Mother’s face… the correlation striking him as funny… he wasn’t thinking of her as a simple beast by any means… he was just amused at the image… that the furry beasts were the men’s mothers. He still did not move though… no one was paying him any mind… so he would remain still and try to stay unnoticed as long as he could, or until he found it necessary to act.-

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Lorelei tapped her lip thinking, looking on at the strange visitor to the town of Twisted Wood who was very far from home and asking if there was a place where he might stay. (Lorelei)”Well, you could alway stay at Squirrel’s Nuts Inn, they have beds, and women to ……to….*she rolled her hand over to emphasis what she was trying to convey*…keep you warm, if you so fancy, but be warned, they do cost a gold coin a night.”- She felt Ven move on her shoulder and then he froze, froze solid. (Lorelei)*to his mind*”My Son, its okay…this stranger will be the cause of no harm, I guarantee it. As for the soldiers, one day, you will lead them.” -He may not have understood, he may have still thought her his slave, but she loved the little arm muncher dearly. The Commander made a hmmph sound, having been kept waiting so long. (Lorelei)”Let us go to the Squirrel’s Nuts and discuss your news over a tankard of ale. My treat.” then she looked at the traveller. “Your more than welcome to join us.”

VenorCarrendar: -Ven held still, reassured by the words from Mother. He did not like the large number of creatures around so much bigger than him… he did not trust them. He would keep alert as long as he could. He was luckily for him, settled in comfortably, he had let his weight ease down against Mother’s shoulder, so his little legs weren’t having to hold him up and therefore not cramping. His assault talons were curled against his back, and his hands were resting atop his front legs. He had thoughts of waiting for times up to nearly a day… it would be a while before Ven realized where these memories were coming from. In the meantime, he still waited… he kept his eyes on the one who had been riding the four-legged beast. There was something about him… the little spider demon just did not like.-

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – The Commander, Lorelei and her young son, Venor, would return to the comfort of the Squirrel’s Nuts Inn, were a warm fire and cool tankard of ale awaited the weary travellers. The Commander opened the door, and saluted as Lorelei entered, and all his men stood to attention, having been already enjoying the area’s good ale whilst the Commander and Lorelei were busy dealing with the travellers that had come and gone during the day. Lorelei took a seat at the bar, and offered her hand to the Commander, directing him to a place to sit, so they may discuss this “developement” in reference to news from the capital Arachnea. Lorelei paid the barmaid five gold coins and then she waited to be briefed, as the Commander took off her coat and placed it on the rack near the door. Once seated and handed a tankard, he spoke in a hushed tone, as the rest of the Inn went about its business. (Commander)”As you know, the traitor escaped from the meeting hall after standing on top of the grand table, in the hall. M’lady, we have brought in experts, wizards, even the old hag from Boxter’s hill….and none could answer the questions as to how the young girl vanished in the blaze of light. We searched high and low, M’lady, no trace of her, or anything that leads us to a conclusion as to where she went. But I ask you, did she say she wished your head?” Lorelei snorted at the memory of the traitor. (Lorelei)”Girl was good with the sword, but no, she didn’t try to kill me. That is what I don’t understand, and she called me…..Mom. My children are young, as you can see, my youngest son, Venor is here, on my shoulder. I have no daughters, it makes no sense.” -the Commander raised an eyebrow when he caught sight of Ven, who had blended in well with her sewn leather fightsuit. (Commander)”Oh, M’lady, he is very sweet, can I pat him?” -he would then reach out with a large knarled hand, to stroke his thorax..(Lorelei)”Commander….I…wouldn’t do that…if..” -but her words soon stopped as his hand got closer-

RazielZerati: *As Swift heard what was mentioned.. he would blink as she heard about women ‘keeping him warm’… he had no clue what that was since he was that focused in assassination, combat, alchemy and the like.. that he never knew about anything of that sort… as she walked away with her soldiers.. he would take one glance to the town and he would snarl with a hiss… he didn’t want to stay here… so he would turn around and walk away, seeing no point in going in for things he had already learned to use in the wild… he didn’t want to be near there.. he didn’t like this at all.. so he rapidly turned and walked away without a second glance, replacing the coin back into his coinpurse while he walked.. he had to admit… it felt good to no longer be pursued though*

VenorCarrendar: -Little Venor stayed motionless… watching the man as he went and removed his skin… or at least a layer of it… that was how it seemed to the hatchling. When the man returned to sit next to Mother… The creature started speaking to Mother. Ven could smell his stench… the combination of his own sweat and the horse’s. Then Mother mentioned him… and the man began to reach for him… Ven remained motionless… waiting. As the hand came closer, it seemed to Ven that everything had slowed down… the hand moving so slowly toward him… the rag the barkeep tossed to the counter drifting lazily down. When the hand was only two inches away from him, Ven knew…. it was time to move. And move he did, the coiled assault talons coming off his back snapping forward and down, moving much like a scorpion’s tail, and with similar speed. These appendages though did not have venomous stingers at the end, only supernaturally hard and sharp rending talons. The two talons drove towards the center of the back of the man’s hand, if they struck, the tiny bebilith would instinctively press down and pull apart with them. He flexed his legs as well, pressing his thorax up and forwards. Bringing his face into proximity to attempt to bite the longest finger of the hand that was reaching for him… if successful, Venor would inject the venom that had been building in his mouth and venom sacks. The youngling wasn’t trying to be evil…he just couldn’t help himself… The bebilith’s venom was a nasty thing… it has a neurological effect, causing pain and an eventual slowly progressing paralysis throughout the body. The pain and paralysis progress faster the more injections that occur. Once the attacks had been made, Ven would draw upon his racial memories again, and feel an interesting energy begin to course through him and coalesce within him… he was preparing to use some of his inherited innate abilities. Venor used his psionic wild talent… his telepathy… he began to conciously try to listen to the forefront thoughts of the man.-

LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- It was all in slow motion, just like one of those tv documentaries, where the spider goes for the kill on the hapless ant, only this was no ant, this was the Commander of the Lighthorseman of Arachnea. Well, just as his hand was about to reach the thorax, Baldrick came in the door, his body swatched in bandages like a mummy, only to catch the dying seconds of the Commander’s attempt to “pet” the baby bebilith. (Baldrick)*slow motion*.Nyyyuuuuuooooooooo!”- But alas, as the Commander turned his head to the sound of Baldrick’s voice, Venor struck, and he didn’t just go at him with the coiled assault talons, no siree bob, he went for the finger, and bit down hard, injecting vemon, pumping it into the man’s blood stream. Lorelei, well she just sat there, not much she could do, this was going to be a lesson, both brutal and painful, kinda sad too. The Commander’s face went lily white, as the blood rushed away and down his neck. The pupils dilated as he went down like a sack of potatoes, drooling and making these god awful noises, like ….like you know when you strangle a cat? Kinda like that. So what was happening inside his mind, you might be wondering. (Commander) *in his mind*”Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”- yeah, not much, but you would be saying it too if it had happened to you. His men got up from their tables,and dragged him to a seat, one soldier, why he got his beer and threw it in the Commander’s face, thinking he was having some sort of fit. You see, they didn’t catch sight of the young bebililth since he blends in so well with Lorelei’s fightsuit. Lorelei bit her bottom lip and then with her mouth only opened partly she whispered- (Lorelei)”Impressive my son…attacked like a true Carrendar.”

VenorCarrendar: -As he struck at the hand, feeling the talons dig in, which made it easier for him to bite into the man’s finger, Venor felt the muscles under his jaw begin to flex rapidly, pumping the bebilith’s venom into the wound. Drawing back and ripping his talons out of the hand, Venor pushed with the energy he had felt building. As he did… the area around them going pitch black… the darkness spanning an area with a twenty foot radius… this pretty much filled the entire tavern. Leaping off his mother’s shoulder and down to the bartop, Ven leapt from there up onto the shelves behind the bar and climbed up the wall to the rafters above, moving quietly he found somewhere he could crawl into and get out of sight. He settled in and would wait again.-

How Taru was conceived

Writers : 

LoreleiRoseCarrendar (CharlotteCarrendar)

SirNeroBanpaiyo

0xRegretx0

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: -Sunrise. The filtered rays of light burst over the horizon, with golden hues in a halo around the trees and clouds. Morning, the day would start early for the people of Twisted Wood. High in the hills above the small town, was the stone and timber dwelling of Lady Carrendar. The Matriarch of the Bebiliths of Arachnea, had taken time out from her busy schedule, and returned to a place of tranquility in the nations south eastern provinces. Doors flung open as she strode out onto her balcony, overlooking the town square and surrounding buildings. The air fresh with the scent of pine needles, crisp morning dew dripping from the eaves. Another day….in Lacardian paradise. Baldrick followed her out, looking disheveled. (Baldrick)”What…what happened? Why was I in your bed..and not in my quarters?” he rubbed a large bump on his head, and then squinted, eyelids tightly closed. Lorelei smiled softly to herself, humming lightly. (Lorelei)”Simple, my dear Baldrick. I drugged you and shagged you silly. Be thankful you still have a head.”- Baldrick pulled open his pants and stared down at his devastated willy. (Baldrick)”Oh god…I think you broke it.”- Lorelei gripped the railing with both hands, claws sinking into the wood. (Lorelei)”Almost, Baldrick…almost.” -

SirNeroBanpaiyo: Uriel paced around his office, back straight with worried purple eyes. Eyes of an infant, actually. It was almost hard to believe that this man was a cold blooded murderer. Worse than most ugly criminals. The man looked compromised, approachable and overall handsome. His eyes were going to throw someone off the edge. Maybe even lure them into a hallucination that he really was innocent. Unfortunately, that’s not the case. The man known as Uriel was, as stated before. Nothing but a murderer. Women and children had fallen under his cruel grip, if he was merciful enough he might take you as his slave, into his harem if you were a fair lady, but after a short period of time, you’d be dead. You’d be found impaled by a tentacle or something. But at least you had a few years to live, right? Optimistically thinking, yes. But it wasn’t really that simple. It never was. His long slender fingers wrapped around the rose he was holding. It came with a letter, inviting him to some region in the far east. Although not fond with rural areas, he agreed to come. In fear that his adoptive sister would kill him…But wait, if he was at his office, wouldn’t that mean he needed hours to get ready? Wrong.Uriel stepped outside the office, and the winds greeted him. And it wasn’t a gust, full force of wind slammed into his face as he walked with no effort. That’s right, he wasn’t at the city, he was at an airship, headed to the little town. His smile came on his face as he leaned over the railing, enjoying the caress of the wind, it was a nice gust. Not like the city where he only drew out polluted air. Sometimes Rural wind was good for him, it kept him healthy, and a warlord always needs his beauty, right? That’s right. Uriel leaned over the railing and placed his hand on his Short sword, at his thighs. Feast, as he called it. Why? It eats at your flesh at it’s very touch. But he wasn’t going to use it anytime soon, because an announcement came, and he hurried up. With the baggage in hand. Walking away from the airship at it’s landing. He smiled and spoke for the first time “Yes, provinces…..” Uriel, full of pride. Trotted down the grassy land. Towards the said rest house of Lorelei. Upon reaching his destination, he knocked on the door and yelled out “SIS!!!”

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – “SIS!!!” – Yes, that was heard way up on the balconey, as Lorelei was enjoying her moment drinking in the morning sun. Baldrick was poking his sagging member, and uttered. (Baldrick)”Its numb…oh god I can’t feel it.”- Lorelei smirked, releasing her grip on the railing and spun round, and chortled. (Lorelei)”Its not you that needs to feel it, Dear. Now, I have a guest, why not go and…clean yourself up in the creek or…something.”- She patted his head and breezed on past, as Baldrick mumbled and tied up his pants again. Lorelei pranced down the stairs, rather pleased with herself, reaching for the door handle and reefing it back, only to see her adoptive brother Uriel on the doorstep. She leaned against the door frame and sighed. (Lorelei)”Let me guess. Run out of gold and the local Queen of Bath won’t pay your gambling debts? Or…or..*she tapped her bottom lip thoughtfully, before pointing it at him squarely.* You’ve come to tell me your getting married to the Empress of Ferrayae.”- Lorelei then drew her arms in folding them over her ample bosom, waiting for an answer.-

SirNeroBanpaiyo: Of course, he was greeted by a nice welcoming snarky comment. He wasn’t gambling…much. Well he did gamble last night but he paid for it! He didn’t have to corrupt and draw some of the gold from Lorelei’s abandoned credit card! And marriage? No. Not that, anything but that. Uriel tensed up a bit before speaking again “Nah, Sissy. More like the Empress got pregnant when I shoved my sword deep down her.” Uriel made a gesture towards his package before leaning over the door, and smiling “I just wanted to follow you here, I got an invitation from the town’s mayor so I was like, fuck it. Why not come? I heard they had great prostitutes here.” His smile was present on his face again. And he stroked his chin “So yeah, can I come in? I promise I’ll be getting my house this evening. I’m just too lazy to make a reservation.”

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Smarmy, sure of himself, cocky, aloof. These were all words and phrases that suited her adopted brother, Uriel. Never one for responsiblity, always out to get his rocks off or cheat some dim witted Lord out of his gold purse. But surely, he did not come all this way into the east to see her. Heavens no. As per usual, he was thinking with his member, as he showed off a full on pelvic thrust to make a point of how he knocked up an Empress. Lorelei stepped back, lowering her left arm to her side, right hand extended and then swept through, to show him into her comfortable abode. (Lorelei)”One can never turn away family. And your as close to family as I can get, aside from my own two sweet boys. They are such scamps, Venor and Heksen. Venor already killed about five..no wait…six huntsmen. He makes his mother proud.”- She smiled with cheeks getting darker, elongated fangs protuding from her lips. (Lorelei)”Do come in, and tell us all about your talks with the mayor. Not thinking of investing in the farmland in the surrounding hills, are you?”= Lorelei was never one to miss a trick, or a good deal.-

SirNeroBanpaiyo: And once again, he scores. He was allowed to stay! Uriel was always the one to run around, maybe doing favors here and there. He always expected something in return. Hell, he even cheated at times. A game of poker, he had the hand three rounds, in consecutive rows. And if not given what he wants, out draw the revolver and down goes the lord into the deep judging place. Bullets through their heads, he had to get his way. Even if it meant other people’s death. He’ll even cheat anyone! But not Lorelei, no not her. Uriel loved her like his own sister. Even with all the fuck ups he did in his life, Lorelei accepted him with wide, spider arms. With a smirk, he finally spoke “Yes…your kids are truly remarkable, and really? Six already?!” And he placed his hand across his chest compassionately, releasing a longing sigh “He makes his uncle proud, I want to take him to the little hunting trip when he’s older!” He smiled, stalking into the house and quickly taking a seat in the couches before speaking “Investing? No fuck that. I’m going to “ask” him for a “little” piece of his land” he, once again flashed that innocent smile of his. But Lorelei knew what he was going to do.

LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- That way he mentioned to “ask” they mayor fora little piece of his land, was followed with an all too innocent smile. Oh sure, he was going to “ask”. Probably with a sword pointed at the small of his back, or perhaps blackmailing him, with lewd loveletters from some star crossed harlet from Arachnea. Lord knows those Council conferences tend to make a man lonely on those balmy nights. Lorelei followed her brother in, closing the door, as Baldrick came down the stairs and nodded politely towards Uriel. Course, Baldrick was walking oddly, something not quite right with his bait and tackle, but Lorelei shooed him to the back of the house, where he would find the doorway out to the gardens, which had a delightful bubbling creek flowing behind it. Lorelei sat herself down as soon as she heard the click of the door, and Baldrick now well and truly out of earshot. (Lorelei)”Don’t mind him…he should be right in a day or two…three tops.”- she then eased back into her leather couch, and crossed her right leg over her left, her arms extended along the top of the couch. (Lorelei)”I be sure to let you take Venor hunting. He knows Twisted like the back of his palm. Well, thats where he spins most of his webs for trapping.”- Lorelei narrowed her gaze at her brother for a moment. (Lorelei)”There is something different about you, just can’t put my finger on it.”-

SirNeroBanpaiyo: Uriel, quite curious about what happened to Baldrick raised his eye brow. He grinned and spoke “What happened to him? Got one too many fucks? Or did someone cut his poor little wang off?” Uriel shook his head sympathetically at Baldrick’s direction. Poor man, he didn’t deserve the shit he got. Then again, no one technically gave Uriel shit. So he wouldn’t know. He wrapped his long fingers around the side of the couch and he smiled, again. It wasn’t a feigned on. He was actually happy to see his sister, intact and not sliced into cubes or incinerated. Retracting his arms from the grip he had on the side, Uriel crossed his arms and shook his head “Something’s different about me? Did you notice my new highlights? Or has Herpes made their ways onto my face?” What was different from him? Uriel knew that something was….off. He didn’t seem to be that cheery person anymore, ever since he held that sword….it was haunting him, actually. But he already had evil, so it didn’t twaste time to corrupt him fully.

LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- “Nothing serious really. Just had one of those crazed moments, and needed to work it off. And do you know how hard it is to find a male bebilith this side of Twisted Woods. Rare, rare I tell you. So, I put a little something in his mead and…bonked him senseless. But I showed mercy, I did. *she waved her right hand flippantly*…he’s still alive. And almost in one piece. Foreplay got a bit rough.”- Lorelei chuckled then clapped her hands together loudly. (Lorelei)”Nice highlights. I prefer to let the sun do its job myself. Now, let us go take you to the mayor’s office, and you can speak to him about your newest acquisition. I do need to get a few things from the markets this morning.”- She pushed herself to standing and stretched out in full. Wearing her tight fitting sewn leather suit, with matching shoulder guards, and boots, Lorelei seemed suited to this enviroment, moreso than Arachnea, the hub of Lacardis. Walking across to the door, she looked back and said firmly. (Lorelei)”Day is short here…so come on.”- With that she opened to the door and strode outside.-

SirNeroBanpaiyo: Uriel smiled at her sister talking about his false highlights. Well she bought it, good. He didn’t want to go all melodramatic about how he was corrupted and some other bullshit. Uriel smiled and it quickly turned to a snicker when she spoke about bonking Baldrick “ Mercy? I’m afraid that your mercy is of equivalent to a soldier’s harshness when it comes to the sexy time.” Uriel used one hand to comb his hair back, before he stood up, following her on to the outside. A nice little bonding time with his favorite and only family member, what can possibly, go wrong? Right? It’s not like some troopers can come in to try and take them on, right? No one would possibly do that. Uriel shook the thought off and continued following her before speaking “Where is the market?”

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – “To the far side of the town, just by the old oaks. There is a stable there, blacksmith, fruit and grocery. Once a month we have the butcher come to town.”- she was more or less filling him in on how the small town did their trade this far int he south east of the country. Walking slowly, kicking up dust under her boots, she glanced back at her brother, allowing him to catch her up. (Lorelei)”You know me, I deal out kindness if I think they are deserving. The rest can eat shit and die for all I care. Oh look, apples.” One thing about Lorelei, was her love of red apples. Strange, but true. Picking one up from the cart, she rubbed it on her left leather covered breast and took a bite, the juices trickling down her chin.-

SirNeroBanpaiyo: A fair yet ruthless leader. That was Lorelei. Uriel knew her since he wandered into her little place, throwing some serum an empress gave him. Uriel then knew that maybe he had a shot at life, and he did. He’s been okay ever since. Uriel slowly caught up to her, smiling and taking an apple from the stall, taking a bite off it and smiling, but he felt something…bad, something….that wasn’t right, he glanced at the stall keeper and her eyes was wide, he pushed the apple down and spoke “What’s up, Miss?” (Shopkeeper)”….Nothing sir, It’s just that-” Uriel immediately cut her off, even if she had a look of dread on her face (Uriel)” Kay then sweet cheeks, you don’t mind if I take this apple ri-” And, he was rudely interrupted by the sound of gunshot, destroying the apples and hitting the poor lady. Uriel immediately turned to Lore with his eyes wide, but it was too late, four men were gathered on the other stall, shotguns in hand and yelling “THE UPRISING STARTS!”

0xRegretx0: -Grayn felt the ground rushing up to meet him and cursed under his breath a bit louder then usual an aduible “SHIT” coming out as he felt himself tripping over a root hidden in the tall grass. He hit the ground hard and felt the wonderful sensation of a rock digging into his flesh his left arm now bleeding due to the impact. Good thing no one saw that!~ he thought to himself before standing up and looking at his arm. Just what he needed. For a bebelith he sure was a clumsy bloke. He realized his arm was bleeding bad so usint his fur scarf he wrapped it around the damaged limb and made his way towards the distant village. He could sense another of his kind there and with him this close, she surely could sense him. He picked his way through the tall grass a bit more carefully now until he reached the village edge. He carried with him a pair of shot guns and a few hand bombs he had used gun powder and sulfur to creat along with a few more added beneficial minirals that gave it that extra kick. He then added shale shard into the mix so when the bombs would explode they would send out dangerous little peices of sharp stone. Once in the village he was about to go try and find a medic before he heard the sound of gun shot coming from where he could sense the other bebelith. Well fuck~ he thought before sprinting over to where he heard them, one of his bombs in hand the other hand holding the flint starter-

SirNeroBanpaiyo: *Uriel growls and draws hi ssword before charging at the villagers* FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SirNeroBanpaiyo: *and he gets lost in the crowd fighting*

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Barely had Lorelei swallowed a juicy piece of the apple, was there the sound of gunfire, and then apples being blown apart, the fruitseller collapsing over her fruit. Seeing the four gunmen, she grabbed the edge of the cart and tipped it up, to act as a makeshift shield, the body of the fruit seller, rolling along with her apples onto the ground on the other side. (Lorelei)-growling- “I thought we had a gun buy back!”- ~ping ping ping~ the bullets richocheted off the timber, splinters flying. Lorelei wasn’t quite prepared for this sort of shopper frenzy in the morning rush hour. Her adopted brother, Uriel, decided to charge them head on with his sword drawn. (Lorelei)”You’ll be blown to bits, and riddled with more holes than swiss cheese, ya nit!”- she roared, then ducked down as a bullet passed through the cart, just over her head. (Lorelei)”Fuck that was close.”- she said, but then if it was to be one of her own kind near by, they would be bound to pick it up. Just then, she picked up a scent in the air that was unmistakable. Blinking a moment, the sound of the men reloading their weapons, gave her the chance to make a run for it behind the blacksmith’s barn. Skidding in behind, she would find herself coming face to face with Grayn. Panting, she would get that tingle in her hands. Her spider senses kicking in. (Lorelei)”Its not safe here…there is a cave, just up behind the ridge over there.”- Lorelei pointed and then panting, she waited to see if he would take her there. -

0xRegretx0: -Watching the cart across the way flipping over he turned and hid himself behind the nearest building. Great this was not going to be fun. He held the bomb in his hand, lighting it, and was ready to throw it before he heard the man charging forward into the fray. Fuck once more. He held the bomb in his hand the fuze burning quickly and with a twitch of his wrist he threw it straight up into the air sighing at the waist as it blew about 50 feet up. The shards of shale rained down harmlessly from that heigh and he scowled in displeasre. Just as he was reaching for his gun he caught the scent of the other bebelith from nearby coming up from behind him. turning he was just in time to see her round the corner. He had not even the chance to say hello before she wrattled off something about a cave. “I could just shoot them….” he muttered before pulling out the shot gun and turning towards the way she had pointed. “Better get you to safety first, I am Grayn but lets save the chit chat for letter eh?

LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- The man behind the barn, was muttering about shooting the ones that had decided to launch an attack in the market place. (Lorelei)”Shoot…shoot all you want, Grayn.” Lorelei replied, seeing as he had just thrown a bomb towards the rebels. A loud explosion, much dirt and debris flying which would obscure the vision of the humans easily. Lorelei pressed her back to the wall of the barn, breathing fast, her chest rising and falling under her tight leather bodice. Now was his chance to really do some damage. Lorelei would explain after that it was most likely an assassination attempt. One of many. One of the gunmen, staggered through the smoke, his gun pointed towards where Grayn and Lorelei were. (Gunmen)’Say goodbye to all of this…and hello…to obilvion.”-

0xRegretx0: -Hearing her words about shooting all he wanted Grayn gave a slight grin. Just what he wanted to hear. He turned just in time to see the man staggering through the smoke and leveled both of his guns pointing at the gunmen and shaking his head “Lets see, your gun against my two, I am more likely to survive and you are more likely to…..Nevermind” as soon as he said the last word he squeezed both triggers and let the man before him go flying as his stomach and mid section was torn apart by little rounds of metal. Rolling his eyes he stepped out into the smoke and crouched low until he was below the cloud “Time for some good ole shootin” he mutterd taking aim at the various gunmen he was bale to see. Shots rang out as his guns continued to pump out rounds.-

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Bodies, jerking violently as they got riddled with bullets, blood spurting out from their chests, one fellow was shot square in the temple and dropped to his knees, crumpling in a heap. Smoke, stated to clear, the devastation evident. Carts, people….spread out across the square. Not sure if it was safe to step out yet, Lorelei lent forward to Grayn, and whispered- (Lorelei)”Thank you. Never had one do that for me before.”- it was true, for most times, with her being so headstrong, she always ran out into the danger. But something held her back this day. The sound of silence deafeaning, except fo the groans and moans of injured stall holders.

0xRegretx0: -he stands up from the ground and holds both shot guns pointing down before shrugging his shoulders and smiling slightly. He had enjoyed that a little to much he thought. He takes the pair of guns and slips them back into the holsters on his back and walks over to her looking around at the wreckage and bodies with a slight bit of joy and a feeling of accomplishment “It truly was nothing, Never let ones own kind get shot right? As I said before I am Grayn, you are?” he waited for her answer while taking his hands and slowly brushing off the random dirt and debry that had started to cover his leathers-

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – “Lorelei…but those closest call me Lore.”_ she finished her reply, and then went on to say. “I owe you, Grayn.”- The guardians of the spider emerged from their boarding accomodation, some dressed in long johns, others with little on at all. Some went in search of more rebels, fanning out, whilst the combar meds unit, tending to the injured. Now with the danger easing, Lorelei moved her hand to Grayn’s shoulder. Picking off a piece of timber from the palings on the barn, she said, wiping her fingers to dislodge the fragments of timber, she followed with a half smile. (Lorelei)”Gotta admit….killing those mortals was fun.”- her eyes glistened for a moment, as she locked on Grayn’s eyes with her own. (Lorelei)”You know what i am, don’t you?”-

0xRegretx0: -He watches as the people exit the buildings not sure who they where but was happy to see them helping the villagers. Hearing that she owed him he shook his head and smiled “How about a warm place to sleep for the night?” he responded before looking at one of the medics “Mind taking care of my arm?” He asked unwrapping the scarf and showing him the wound from earlier. He then turned back to lore and smiled wide “Yeah it was fun very much so” He paused as she looked into his eyes and answered her question slowly “Could I have missed what you are lore? You know what I am as well right.?”

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – The medic rushed over and dropped his kit, taking to see Grayn’s arm, as Lorelei stuck two fingers in the mouth and whistled for clearance to get back to her house on the cliff face. The whistle replied, meant ti was safe. The medic carefully appiled a cream, then wrapped his arm in the bandaging, before going off to help another soul. Grayn made no mistake, he knew her kind, just as she knew his. (Lorelei)”My place is just over there, and I have a traveller’s guest room. You can catch up on your rest.- she gestured with her hand, and then when she thought the coast was clear, she darted out from her hiding place, and made a bee line for her place.-

Lacardis Prime : Twisted Woods – “Mayors and Turnips.”

Writers : SirNeroBanpaiyo & LoreleiRoseCarrendar (CharlotteCarrendar.)

SirNeroBanpaiyo: Ishmael simply rolled his eyes through the black hood. How foolish of them, the Scorpion king simply tapped his staff on to the ground, his body disintegrating into a pool of dark liquid, the said liquid started to ooze up, bubbles flowing around as the liquid started to crawl away, a good distance from them. The liquid then started to materialize, forming his body again, only this time he was wet, dripping wet. His staff glowed in an uneasy purple aura. And he slammed it to the ground again, forming an orb of protection around him. He opened his mouth, and five tongues slipped out of the hood before he spoke again “Perhaps this is not a good time…” He then aimed his staff in front of Lorelei, a blast of shadowy- like lightning heading towards her. Meanwhile, Uriel was still on his knees, glaring at the distance, waiting for people to arrive.

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Now, all the fighting, the melee. Guards killing scorpions, and the mad monk igniting his own burps, you would think that would be a crazy enough scene, right? Wrong. The scorpion king, well, he was an incredibly shrewd dude. Dissolving into black gloop, slinking along the earth, till reaching a point away of reasonable safe distance. Then, he would reform into his true self, wearing the black robe, only this time, dripping wet from the black liquid ooze. (Lorelei)”What the hell is it with this magical black liquid? I swear it will be the end of me.”- No sooner had she uttered such words, then the Scorpion king announced to those who listened, that now was not a good time. He raised his staff, pointing it squarely at her chest, and she glanced down, only to look up straight at the being. (Lorelei)”The hell no you don’t” But yes….yes he did. He fired off a shadowy like blast, similar to lightning, that had her attempt to dive right, to be clear of its destructive path. Missing her by mere inches, it flew on by. Lorelei, landed in horse droppings. (Lorelei)”GAH…Son of a …..”-

SirNeroBanpaiyo: Ishmael grinned at Lorelei, but he raised his staff up, the shadowy glow engulfed him, slowly peeling his own skin off till he was no more. Uriel, however. Charged at him and tripped, falling on his ass. The pain made Uriel groan in pain. He placed his head back down, his eyes shut. He knew that the guards retreated or died. And there were no more scorpions, after a few. Uriel immediately stood, rubbing his left asscheek “By Satan what the fuck was that fucker made up of?!” Uriel glared at Lorelei, approaching her and offering his hand for support. But he knew she wouldn’t be too nice since she got a facial, and not many women likes to get facials from black men. Uriel also didn’t like the scorpion dude. He had a sense of feeling with him. And didn’t the guards shout his name? So many questions, but they all needed answers. He might not be getting it soon, but he sure as hell will try to.

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Taking the offered hand, she rose up, then tried to scrape the horse manure off her, which fell on the ground, in clumps. (Lorelei)”Black…*brush*..liquid * wipe*…goo.”- Lorelei wasn’t entirely happy about the scorpion king’s unexpected arrival, or his blatant attack in her person. (Lorelei)”All I know is….we have a new enemy. He must have been able to gain control members of the military. But how? And better yet….why?” Yes, there were many questions, and so little clues. She turned to face her brother, who seemed to be squinting in pain. (Lorelei)”You’re hurt. I think it best I take you to see Dr Gelfling. He will know what to do. He is a few doors down this way.” -she would lead her brother, should he dare follow, to a small cottage, six houses down. A golden plaque gleamed upon the white door, and Lorelei knocked three times, before a portly man, wearing leather trousers, leather apron and fine wire glasses opened the door. (Doctor Gelfling)”Ah, Lady Carrendar. Goodness, been a touch too friendly with the horses this morning? No meaning to be rude, but….you smell as sweet as my wife’s rose bed.” -

SirNeroBanpaiyo: Uriel wasn’t that hurt, he just scraped his cheek. That much. Uriel rolled his eyes and said “Nah Lore I’m fine. Cheeks just a little-” However, he was cut off by the trotting of her sister towards a random house, with no options, Uriel stood up. Brushing his armor off the goo that scorpion man left out. As he was walking, he noticed men helping other men. Women who were impaled through the tree, children running freely across the corpses of their parents uncles and god knows what. Although seeing this before, it still brought something up his heart. Maybe sympathy? Doubtful….or so he thought. Uriel shook the thought off, they would deal with it themselves. Easily following up Lore, a man..old aged, talked about how Lorelei smelled. With a roll of his eyes he spoke “oh come on, Doc. Don’t be angry at your wife cause you can’t do some of this.” Once more, Uriel made his waist gesture, pumping backwards and forwards. But nonetheless, waited for Lorelei before she gone in.

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – The good doctor gave a belly laugh at the wise Uriel’s quip. (Doctor Gelfling)”You really don’t know my wife.”- Lorelei was looking slightly peeved, not all that happy being compared to a rose garden bed. Not the nicest of compliments. She placed her hands on her hips and then jerked her head towards her brother. (Lorelei)”He just took on the black and foul Scorpion king. I think he needs a good looking over. Mhm…say a prostate test. You know, the one where you snap on the gloves and go in rectally.” -she gave her brother a winning smile. (Lorelei)”I’ll…just be outside then.”- The doctor made a gruff grumbling sound and turned around to snap on his gloves. (Doctor Gelfling)”Lube or no?”-

SirNeroBanpaiyo: What the fuck? Uriel raised an eyebrow at Lorelei before speaking “Uh…no th-” But of course, not daring to interrupt Lorelei, he just let it sink in that he was going to lose his backdoor virginity. Uriel, however. Gave Lorelei a glare when she walked out and glared at the doctor, rolling his eyes at his comments “Lube? Those are for pussy. Give me that finger of yours..” And he kicked the door shut, closing his eyes and waiting for the worse to happen, and reality sunk in that he was losing his gay virginity and it wasn’t in a good way. He let out a whimper, slowly taking his pants off and bending over before he shivered. Why would she even do that? Did she want to get back at him from quipping the doctor? Or maybe she just wanted to see people suffer. In anyway, Uriel waited for the worse, the wind slapping against his ass.

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – On the outside of the tiny cottage, Lorelei leant back against the exterior wall and had a good old chuckle. Sure, she was a bitch, but that was her reputation and one she was more than happy to uphold. Inside the Doctor was slightly uncomfortable about performing the procedure, and shrugged at the mention of no lube. (Doctor Gelfling)”A brave..*sqealch*…man you are…Just..*squealch*…hold still…almost there…You are taking this like a man. ~POP!~ And done” – snaps off the gloves and tosses them, making notes on his book. (Doctor Gelfling)”You seem as fit as a fiddle lad, no idea why Lady Carrendar sent you here. Now, here is a lollypop, for being such a good patient, and come back in six months.” He would hand over the pink lolly favour on a stick, then make his way to his desk to finish his notes.-

SirNeroBanpaiyo: “YES YES YES YES YES!” Uriel was screaming over the house, he was thrusting his waist back at the doctor’s hand, not in pain but in actual pleasure. Not that it didn’t disgust him. Uriel just kept doing it. After a while, the doctor was done and he immediately pulled his armored pants up. Glaring at the doctor and snapping the lollipop from his hand. Before he ripped it open with his tooth and stuck it in his mouth. Uriel immediately ran towards Lorelei glaring at her “ Thank’s sis. I love you.” Uriel rolled his eyes, walking away. Knowing Lorelei would follow anyway. And if she did, she would’ve heard what he said “So, who’ll take care of the town now? The mayor’s gone and that fucker Xenos is also gone, where is he anyways?” Uriel asked, smiling at the children who cried. Bad choice, actually. The medics were there and he finally spoke up “Need more guards, and shit.”

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Following behind her brother, she was tapping her bottom lip with a sharpened black claw. (Lorelei)”You do have a point. No Mayor, unruly townsfolk. Definitely need whipping into shape. I know. YOU can be the new town Mayor, and YOU would get not only his land, but his entitlements, and…a healthy retirement plan. Dental too, if you really want it. What do you say?”- she ran up and rounded on him, knowing full well, he would find such a tempting offer, hard to resist.-

SirNeroBanpaiyo: What? Him? Mayor? Or something? Uriel gaped at her…but he kept his school. No need to whimper like a girl and smile. Uriel pretended to think for a minute, casualties , the land, the bitches. The awesome horses. Uriel finally sighed, it was a huge responsibility but…still, Uriel smiled ‘Kay, just to help you out.” He rolled his eyes before speaking “When do I start? Tomorrow?” Uriel knew he’d be sitting on his desk again, being all-mighty and like with the bitches. But hopefully he won’t fuck this up and he’ll actually be a good leader…Like Lorelei was, yes. He’d use her as an example. He needed to be like Lorelei, good and mighty. But still ruthless, that’s how he described her.

LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- That smile, that glimmer of teeth sparkling. Oh yes, the wheels in his mind turning with the endless possibilities for fortune and personal gain could be more than he hoped to have made by some simple acquisition. Course, he was keeping chuff, his acceptance, and behind her back she held her fingers crossed, knowing that if she made it tempting enough, he may well take a bite out of the preverbeal apple offered in the shape of mayordom. (Lorelei)”Why wait? Why not get comfy in his digs now? Enjoy his stables, dine at the club he inhabits with those ghastly cohorts of his. Smoke his cigars…Hell…shag his wife!”-she bit her lip as she knew he was going to find this one very tempting offer. (Lorelei)”Then….you and I can discuss this….Scorpion fellow and how to rid ourselves of him, once and for all…okay?”-

SirNeroBanpaiyo: Uriel felt something uneerie with Lorelei…something different. She wouldn’t think of blindsiding him, no, of course not. Uriel loved her like his real sister! That would be just ridiculous…..but she just given away his ass virginity. So he didn’t completely trust her. Uriel shrugged “Err, yeah. The scorpion person and he just pointed at her house “Let’s rest first, that was one fuck up I’m never going to forget..” Uriel however, was actually polite and let her go in first. He turned around, still examining the damage…people dead, casualties.. what else? Children to feed..how would he manage all this? Well, he better get his learning scope out and start to research cause there was no backing out. Plus the mayor’s wife was hot. So, why not, right? She wouldn’t wish him bad..

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Okay, she almost had him in the woven web of words she so carefully constructed, but like that annoying little fly that got lucky, he eased himself out of harms way with the careful tip toeing around acceptance of such a posting so readily. (Lorelei)”Well….choice is yours of course, dear brother of mine.”- she trotted back to her house, up the stairs, turned the door handle and strode on in. Walking over to a bookcase, she hummed quietly to herself as she let her fingers walk or should I say crawl over the spines of the brightly coloured tomes. She would clearly hear his footsteps come along after her. It was his suggestion they go back to her house, and not the mayor’s digs, so he could take not only the rights to the dwelling, but the rights to the mayor’s bed and associated things, like his wife. The large grandfather clock would tick tock, as though making the whole day go much slower. For when watches clocks, time seems to be on show, and slows down. It is when we dream the day away, that we lose track of time, and wonder where it went. -

SirNeroBanpaiyo: Uriel followed her, still weary of what she would do. His footstep clanged onto the wooden floor. He smelled something fishy “Brother dear” No, that wasn’t Lorelei at all! But he wasn’t protesting. With power comes responsibility and sacrifice. So he immediately stood up, following her and speaking “Okay my dearest peachy sister .I will come and save this town from the grasp of those poisonous scorpions!” but he made it believable of course. Uriel sat down and said “ I shall become the mayor of Twisted Woods, and up come the rising of this town!” He strutted at the window and pointed at the random part of the forest “There will be your monument.” Uriel chuckled again, as if he was expecting everything then he spoke “So, I’ll go to the office tomorrow! I can’t wait for the interview!”

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Her fingers came to stop on the book called “War and Peace” Mhm what a place to rest her fingertips, as her brother did follow her in and stated in a very loud and firm voice. “Okay my dearest peachy sister .I will come and save this town from the grasp of those poisonous scorpions!” Win. She lowered her hand from the book and then tilted her head, her face the image of one that had just swallowed the canary. (Lorelei)”You won’t regret it. And think of it this way. WE get to spend more time together.”- She sidled over and sat on the edge of the large chair, the velvet so comfortable. (Lorelei)”Spoken like a true politician. I knew you had it in you.”- she attempts to playfully punch his shoulder, but he rises up and struts to the window, pointing out to some random spot in the forest green. “Tommorow is….another day. Let us celebrate by a fine meal prepared by the fabulous Baldrick. How do you feel about turnips?” -

SirNeroBanpaiyo: Uriel smiled at her sister and nodded “like sister like brother my dearest.” And he walked towards her, still weary of what would happen. “Yes…..That sounds….good, Turnips.”

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Sorvel Market’s largest Cucumber

VenorCarrendar: -Venor followed along behind his mother as they approached the busy market. The sounds and smells drifting to the youngling bebilith drew his attention, his eyes darting from one direction to the other. He was tilting his head one direction then the other… his hands getting restless… the fingers drumming against his waist. He was walking close behind Lorelei for the first part of the trip out to the market, but it didn’t take long for the shadows of the stall tables and walls to call to him. As they passed a particularly shadowed stand, the young bebilith… now about the size of a large dog… darted quietly into the shadows. His dark carapace and hide lending very well to this, he was able to blend with the shadows quite easily. He crouched slightly and ran from one end of the table to the other… from there he slipped into the shadows of the back of the lean-to. The young bebilith used his eight legs and innate spider-climb ability to clamor up the support pole and onto the maze of support lines and posts running from point to point of the market. He looked around and spotted a tall pole near the center. His little legs quickly clicked along the strands and poles… Ven choosing his route to utilize wooden poles and beams so that his passage along the overhead path would hopefully go unnoticed. With the gentle wind that was swaying the canvas and ropes, it would be possible that Ven’s passage really would go unnoticed by those below. Once he reached the pole he was targeting… Venor skittered up it and perched there… looking down at the scene spread out beneath him. At the prey wandering , unaware of how close their fate waited for the right moment… for his moment… _

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – And so the mother and son, Lorelei and Venor would journey to Sorvel this day, to visit one of the finest markets in all the lands, a place where vendors and traders, did come to showcase their wares, and a place where a certain young bebilith may well come to mischief. Lorelei, who was dressed in a traditional skin hugging fight suit, that was crudely sewn from rabbit pelts, would be happily wandering up the main alley of market stalls, Baldrick not far behind, carrying on his back a large wicker basket so that she might take home some of her purchases. Course, she was content to take in the sights and smells, the chorus of fruit and vegetable sellers, the meat vendors, holding up freshly killed pheaseant and ducks, the aroma of roasted chestnuts. All was just too good, and for Lorelei this would prove to be a mistake, for she did not turn around to make sure her delightful young scamp of a bebilith was keeping in behind her. (Lorelei)”My sweet Son, Mummy is looking to buy some knew spikes and a few hunting knives this day. Do keep up, or Baldrick will have to carry you in his basket.” – Baldrick was eyeing off some oiled up wrestlers over in the horse enclosure, their bodies slick and gleaming in the sun, those pecks, those abs…(Baldrick)”Do what?…Oh lord, I am not carrying that….that…(Lorelei)”little darling…I know..but you will do as you are told. Now…I think I want to try some of the home made fudge. Just watch Venor, if you would.”- She pranced off, with Baldrick turning around, unable to see the little devil. (Baldrick)”…Venor…..Venor?…Oh shit…where can he be?”

VenorCarrendar: -Ven stood there… poised atop the pole… his hair billowing in the breeze as he surveyed his domain, the little bebilith considering everything he saw his domain. He wasn’t foolish enough to think he controlled everything… no, that was not what made it his. It was the fact that he felt certain that he could… and would… control his own destiny. He would be the hunter… the one choosing the timing and placement of his life’s development. Venor spied a familiar figure… the manservant of mother… Baldrick was looking around as if he had misplaced something. Venor grinned and slid down the pole to the closest rope leading toward the target. He ran acros the line, his eight legs flowing smoothly and in such a practiced pattern, even at this tender age, that the rope did not bounce or sway overly much, his passage along it more akin to a soft wave along the length of line. Venor had mapped out his chosen path in his head before leaving his high perch. The little bebilith… the hunter tried his best to follow his predetrmined route. Unfortunately his sense of direction wasn’t as keen as his sense of ballance… when he reached the tent at the spot he believed to be the right place… Ven eased toward the edge of the canvas structure. peering over the side, he expected to see the grey hair of Baldrick below… but he didn’t. Irritated now, the young spider-demon glanced left and right trying to determine which way the old man had ran off to. Ven didn’t even give thought to the possibility that he had chosen wrong, which he had. Venor turned left and headed toward the center of the market and kept peeking over the edge as he crept carefully along.-

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Baldrick spun around. The people of the market, both shoppers and merchants alike went on as normal, since a missing child, was a common thing. He slapped his right hand to his cheek, figuring that when Lore discovered that her son was missing, she would be stringing up Baldrick from the rafters. He quickly looked left and then right, and well, he got down on his hands and knees like a dog, and started to hunt for the little scamp under the seller’s tables. Meanwhile, Lore was sampling some gooey home made fudge, closing her eyes, and making delicous “mmm” sounds, as the fudge maker was holding out a wooden board with even more samples for her to try. (Seller)”This be the honey and nougat, and I do a lovely caramel, M’lady.” Lorelei prized another morsel and popped it in her mouth, the delicious texture and taste had her in…well, demon’s version of heaven. But little did Lorelei realise that a darked cloaked figure was watching her from just a few stalls down. With decaying teeth, he grinned, wiping his grimy knarled hand under his nose,and he slowly pulled out a jeweled dagger from under his tattered cloak. (Borsh)”Ha ha…thats it…Spider bitch…keep munching your candy….and I be wiping that smile off those crimson lips…ha ha.”

VenorCarrendar: -Venor was getting more and more aggravated at the old guy for hiding from him. He was about ready to spit on him whenever he found him. Venor huffed and paused… he realised something… he would be able to find him easily… Ven took a deep breath through his nose… closing his eyes as he did and focusing on the miasma of scents coming to him… turning his head as he did, he was able to isolate the proper direction to travel to find the source of that smell… Baldrick… the old man woud not be able to remain concealed from the hunter. Venor traveled along the edges of the stands and across beams and lines betwixt them, drawing closer to his prey… he would find him… he would get him… he would teach him that hiding from the hunter does nothing but lead you to finish tired when he chose your moment. Yes… Venor knew he would prevail. As he moved along, peering over the edge Venor spied the flash of brilliant red hair down the way, the familiar color of mother’s hair. He continued along the path toward the hapless Baldrick, Ven continued to keep an eye on his mother. He might surprise mother… if he could… she always seemed to be prepared… he rarely ever managed to catch her off-guard.-

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – A busker would be strumming away on his lute, his hat filled with many a gold rend, would sing a song of merriment, and this just added to the overall noise and commotion of the market place. Baldrick was having little if any luck at all finding the little scamp and as he crawled along under the fruit vendor’s stall, he would reach to grab what he thought was a tent pole, to help assist him to stand, and then was shocked to discover he had grabbed some poor girl’s leg. (Misty)”Eeeep!…some creepy man has my leg, Pappa!”- Now Pappa, was built like…well like juggernaught, and he reached down, seizing the startled Baldrick, whose lips were opening and closing fast. (Baldrick)”Oh….no my good Sir, I thought her leg was a pole.”(Griz)”You touched my daughter, now your comparing her to wood!…I oughta knock your bleedin’ head off your shoulders, and ram it up your ass, Mate.” Baldrick’s knees were wobbling, as he broke out in sweat. (Baldrick)”I was …just trying to find our lost…little boy.” Lorelei spun around as she saw the altercation taking place and growled under her breath, that Baldrick was being held in some sort of choke hold, as he tried to get out Venor…was lost. (Lorelei)”WHERE…IS MY SON?!”- She belllowed loudly. Griz swung around, still holding onto Baldrick, as his daughter Misty, was attempting to beat him over the head with a prize winning cucumber. Just then…the sneaky tattered cloak assassin, took his chance right as Lorelei picked up a shield from a weapon seller’s stall,and held it out as it would collide with the face of her intended assassin. ~Dong!~ She would pull back the shield and say..(Lorelei)”Ooops…sorry about that…lost my son.*she would march around the markets, singing out for Venor, as the wayward assassin spat out a few yellowed teeth, rubbing his ass. (Borsh)”Now…*spits out another tooth*…your dead.” (Lorelei)”Venor….come to mummy.”

VenorCarrendar: -Venor was drawing closer to his target… he could tell by the strength of the scent trail. He peered over the edge again and saw him… his prey… Baldrick… in the clutches of another. Venor’s eyes narrowed… he wouldn’t let this other claim his prize… the brute may have stumbled across the old man first… but it mattered more who managed to retain the prize. Venor sprinted forward even as he saw mother knock down a man who had moved forward at her with a blade… Ven marveled at how easy she made it seem but he couldn’t spare the time to pause and admire… he had to go and pry his prey from the behemoth’s grasp. Running at his fastest possible pace, the baby bebilith leapt into the air and screeched a warcry as he sailedtoward the face of the brute holding Baldrick.-

LoreleiRoseCarrendar;- Yes!…The war cry of a baby bebilith would have Baldrick look up alright. (Baldrick)”VENOR!” (Griz)”What …the..?” (Misty)”Poppa…something is…..ON YOUR FACE!!!”- Yes, Venor would come flying down from the tops of the tent tops and land…right smack bang on the face of the burly Griz- (Griz)*drops Baldrick immediately and starts to flail*…OOOMPPH…Helllppp…itsss got…meee!” Misty dropped the prize winning cucumber from her hands and panicked. Baldrick was on the ground, his head spinning and reaching to rub his scrawny neck. Lorelei caught sight of the brick shit house of a lug…holding..(or appearing to) her son. (Lorelei)”BABY!….What is that nasty man doing to you?…Baldrick…save my son!” Baldrick looked on in horror. (Baldrick)”Save him?…I think he just saved me!” Now this had the whole market stopped and turning around to see the action. Lorelei marched forward, still swinging that shield, as the wayward and now toothless assassin tried to jump up, only to be met by the shield yet again. ~DONG!~ He collapsed back down with a thud as the enraged red haired stormed past.

VenorCarrendar: -Venor landed on the face of the man who had held Baldrick, causing him to drop the prize. Ven began to snatch handfuls of hair from the man’s head as he screamed in his ear-”Befk uail aqf hlyu!”[Find your own prey!]- The three foot tall bebilith youngster grasping the upper torsoe and head of the large man held on with his eight legs a few more seconds before leaping off with a backflip as the man flailed and spun. Venor landed a few feet away from Baldrick and scurried over to stand above his prey, drawing his twin blades and standing there crouched and ready to defend his chosen target. Venor noted the attacker of mother lain out behind her on the ground behind mother again. He smiled as he marveled at his mother’s prowess… he would be a warrior to make her proud… he would become a hunter of legend. He snapped his attention back to the giant of a man towering over him and snarled at him.-”Faq dyojy xybaly E tony uai kyzyls!”[Now leave before I make you desert!]- Venor hissed and spat a glob of smelly venomous goo at the man’s feet.-

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – The plucky spiderling, who was of some size now, would do his acrobat like feat, leaping in a back flip only to land atop of the now distressed Baldrick, who though he could not speak abyssal at all, got the impression that the new target was not so much Griz’s face but…Baldrick’s abdomen. The young Misty ran to the aid of her father, who was now as white as a ghost, and had a nice stain on the front of his trousers, for in the shock of being landed on, he did release his bladder. Lorelei came up and then crouched down, the tip of the shield in the dirt, and she leant on it smiling broadly at her son, Venor- (Lorelei)”See, Baldrick? My son, the hunter. He was able to not only save himself, he was able to keep you from harm. Awe…and look how nice he is….spitting out a nice smelly goo bomb. He makes me proud to be his mother. Now…stop playing with him and get up and come help me choose some firm melons. And I think I might stop for an ale….that fudge was making me thirsty.” She would release the shield, that would fall back and land square on Balrick’s thigh and give his nads a good whack. Baldrick tried to stifle the cry out and looked up at Venor with pleading eyes. (Baldrick)”Venor…there…*shudders*..is..a good..boy. Please..Please…do what…Mummy said and up you get. Baldrick wants to live another day.”

VenorCarrendar: -Venor stared down the big and now smelly man. As mother started away, Ven stepped forward off of Baldrick and hissed at the man and his little one. Venor used one of his rear legs to poke at Baldrick, prodding him to get up and follow mother. Whenever Baldrick did rise and move away, Ven would turn and run to catch mother. He fell into pace beside her, happy with himself for a successful hunt. He had tracked and located his prey. And had then retrieved it from an interloping creature. All in all… a great hunt. Venor strutted along beside his mother as she went about her business.-

Lacardis Prime : Twisted Wood : A rabbit’s tale

SirNeroBanpaiyo: The tragedy exactly twelve hours ago was as if forgotten, as if the event was now passed down. The villagers didn’t care, the burnt houses were replaced by freshly decorated houses, the swords and sandals were replaced by men in boots and leather suits. Formal, golden rings, golden necklaces and so on. The steeds used for the mount of death was now used to deliver the noblemen and the business men into the magnificent town center. In which, stools made up of the finest materials were seen. And the greatest silks were used for decorations, the smell of roses and wine were present. The event managed to hide the fact that the village was open for another attack. But not now. The swords were hanged for now. It was a celebration of a new leader. A leader the Prime Minister personally appointed. Which was Uriel. The man was in front of the mirror in the small dressing room inside the flat. Red silky suit, checked. Boots, checked. Staff? Check. His sword was at the wall along with his battlesuit. So he was as if as innocent as a prince, powerful yet calm. Which was nothing like Uriel but whatever. The man walked twirled one last time before smiling “There we go..” He snickered. He looked handsome, as if he didn’t really. But he never flaunted it, because he had scars. Scars present from the death of opponents and the shields of champions. Or women trying to claw him because he got them pregnant. Uriel, however. Left that behind. He was going to be a politician. And..well, he needed to behave. So, without further notice..he walked down the house, towards the black carriage, made up of strong ash wood. Uriel stepped inside the said carriage, and watched as the man drove off to the gathering. Minutes didn’t pass until he reached the path, he walked outside the horse and walked towards the backside of the hall, using the back as an entrance. And he paced around hissing “LORELEI!!!!” he knew she would be here, sooner. Or maybe she was already.

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Oh, she was ready. Standing in the chambers of her simple stone and timber dwelling, she was now adorned in the finery of office. That of a golden and red suit, complete with chain mesh beneath, long elaborate gloves with sharpened peaks at the shoulders, her knee length boots, and matching sash around her waist, coupled with an emblem enriched buckle of her station. Standing in front of her mirror, she turned side on and then placed a hand upon her stomach. She knew. She felt the kick within. So, she was to be with child, and not just anyone’s but Baldrick’s. This would not go well. Frowning, she nervously picked at stray hairs that had escaped her pony tail, and a final raise of the chin, proud of who she was, she marched right up to the mirror and said…to herself. (Lorelei)”Never let them see the truth. Not even ….him.”- she glanced down at a small picture on her bedside table. It was of Captain. The one man on this god forsaken planet that she truly loved. Looking back up at her reflection, she wiped away a stray tear, and then sniffed loudly, before spinning on her heel and marching out her chamber doors, hearing her brother call out from the side of the black carriage. “LORELEI!!!” -he did yell. She emerged, looking pristine and aloof. (Lorelei)”Lets get this show on the road…Shall we?”- Lorelei would breeze past curious onlookers as she made her way into the Town Hall. <e>

PsycheNiamhGwydion: -Niamh had been walking for hours after the succesful hunt. Looked at the comfortable rock He passed, wondering if He should sit lazy and watch what He loved most; The nature surrounding Him. Eversince He left home, He felt like He was in some kind of other deminsion. Unsure what had brought this ‘feeling’ or even the thought, He neglected to look at the comfortable rock to rest and walked on. The horizon came insight when He left the woods, fields of grass greeting Him. His tred careful not to destroy the un-trodden paths where the gras was still standing straight, this day. He was completely in His element, wanting to go somewhere yet unsure where, but pleased with what was inside His head on thoughts. To many to count that was. His hand raised to His forehead to look abroad, without the early sun taking His visual. In the far He spotted what seemed to be a village, His mind set on being there and hopefully visit the saloon or Inn, to get a drink and even a rest. If the ones in the village were friendly. Of course He did not know. Fearless as Niamh was He marched till He reached the wooden/ iron-gates. As He stood in front of them, He rattled the bars to find an opening or even if they gates were open. When they did not open by themselves and there was no responce to Him shaking the gates wich made a sound that should be heard by any living sould inside. He spoke with a clear voice.-”Hello… Is someone here? Niamh is the name. I come from Clashing, way up North… Come in peace, so needles worry-ing. Just need a drink and a place to sit.”-Spoken the words He thought it would not be a bad thing to even enjoy some company there. He awaited to be let in, while He took of His sword and placed it next to Him on the ground and did the same with His back-pack. His cloak still on His back. Noticable being a hunter, making the gesture to put His weapons down, just for the one to spot Him, knowingly it would be safe, from His side that would be. Just the weapons in reach in case of any other with a different thought.-

SirNeroBanpaiyo: “Let’s get this show down the rode shall we?” Those were the exact words of Lorelei to him. Or something like that, he actually couldn’t hear her that well cause of that …feeling. The knots on his stomach was back. He couldn’t even speak. Uriel just waved his arms and whispered “Okay…I need to calm down.” Uriel tried fanning himself with his hand, but the white silky suit he was in was still keeping him hot. The furs on his shoulders didn’t work either. They gave him that nasty stench of heat. So he kept walking, not speaking to the commoners holding the folded silk for god knows what, and even the chambermaids. Uriel just followed Lorelei, not thinking of anything, his long boots clicked the ground as he kept walking. When they were at the door, two guards were positioned at the door with the huge hats and the spears. They had the spears in a cross, but when they saw them, they opened the spears. Allowing them to pass. Outside, was the path to the great celebration. And as they kept walking, the guards followed. Uriel glared at Lorelei and said “Sis, I’m scared.”

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – An interesting time in the hamlet of Twisted Woods to be sure. The town not only burying their dead from the attack of guards loyal to the Scorpion king, but now the soon to be giving of robes and the ceremony to mark the new Mayor of the town. From rooftops and the city square did banners and flags fly. Girls in best dresses, boys in their sunday best. Groomed and clean, for once. Course, this would make for a weary traveller a welcoming sight. And so, when Niamh entered the gates, he would come to see this place on one of its better days. Standing near the hall, two guards, both wearing wreathes of flowers around their helms, one chewing on an apple lazily. (Guard One)”Oi….we got an out of towner?”- his voice rising sharply as he tried to look more menacing holding his spear. The one chewing the apple, swallowed and then as they heard the man sing out. .-”Hello… Is someone here? Niamh is the name. I come from Clashing, way up North… Come in peace, so needles worry-ing. Just need a drink and a place to sit.”- The guard threw the core of the apple over his shoulder and bellowed loudly. (Guard Two)”Your just in time, squire….fancy pants is being made Mayor. Big shindig at the pub this day. Why even the Prime Minister is here in all her gold. I hear she is single and a bit of a looker.” – the other guard nudged him and frowned. (Guard Two)”Alright..alright. You sir…just come on in the hall, take a seat and watch this lot do their ceremony. You be sure to get the drink and eats…in a bit. If they don’t send you to sleep with their speeches.”- The guards stepped aside, to allow the man entry, as inside, Lorelei was dealing with a very sweaty and nervous brother. (Lorelei)”Just…take a few breathes….breathe…in and out, and let me do the main bit of talking. I know how to rally the townsfolk.” – She stepped up to the top of the hall, and behind a pulpit, bringing out a parchment and then reading the decree. (Lorelei)”On this day in our gods of 1110. There is to be a new name on the list of noblemen to hold office, in this your dear town of Twisted Wood. The same man…who slayed the Scorpion king in this very place. He comes to you now, on my recommedation. I assure you, that under his rightful leadership, that Twisted wood will triumph in adversity….and..he will be held accountable should he fail. I give you….Uriel…Your new Mayor!”- The audience erupted in applause, cheering and stomping as she turned and smirked at her brother. (Lorelei)”Like taking candy from a baby.” You’re up.” <e>

PsycheNiamhGwydion: -Niamh chuckeld at the guards comments and the laid-back attitudes. There seemed to be no harm in this place. When He stepped through the gates as was gestured. after picking up His gear again, to come in His eyes fell on the decoration, indeed it looked like a day of celebration. *Fancy pants.. Being made Mayor…* Niamh wondered who ‘Fancy-Pants.’ was, awaiting to meet them He walked straight to the Hall that He was appointed to. When He walked passed the guards He nodded to them both, in a friendly way, He took a good look around seeing not only the decoration of the town but the facilities as well. It seemed a place where He could find a rest, even if it was just for a moment. The promise made of the drink and eats, made Him long to be in the shades of the Hall, which hopefully would be cooled. His eyes darted from side to side, now and then greeting a passenger. Obviously someone who lived in this unknown-village to Him. Niamh longed to ask, what this place was, but till now He still felt like ‘Alice in Wonderland.’. He took seat when He reached the Hall, just on the first chair He found, looked about the Hall-construction and liked what He saw. Till His eyes fell on the female that spoke from parchment, directing the younger man, who obviously was ‘Fancy Pants…’. He smiled as He was delighted to see such manners, as he hoped to find peace and quiet for a bit. Still Niamh kept nodding now and then to by-passers or others that took seat in the Hallway seen to celebrate this ‘big day’ for them. *…I came in at a good moment, some entertainment and some drinks and eats promised…* Longing for a drink, as the bottle He took was empty already from His times on the hunt, the thoughts crossed His mind. Niamh just patiently waited, till the ‘bar would be opened’. His thoughts went to the fresh caught rabbit in His back-pack, soon He needed to work the corpse. When He was in the woods, hunted the rabbit with ease He had just put it in His pack, thinking that He would work the meat when He was at open field. But when He spotted village at horizon, the rabbit was forgotten. Now the warmth did not do that mean any good. He hoped the ceremony did not take to long, to polite to get up before the speech was done. Yet the meat needed to be dried, before it was rotten inside His back, He regretted now not to have worked it when He had caught it right away. Silently He remained seated, awaiting what was going to happen.-

SirNeroBanpaiyo: “Breath.” Haha, she must’ve felt the same thing when she was sent to be Prime Minister. The pressure, the scare he was feeling. Uriel knew that he stepped in a world of pain, But he couldn’t back down, not now. Not ever, he never backed down. Uriel gripped the railing when he went into the room with Lorelei. And he listened to every word she said. He apparently slayed the black dude that blasted her with the beam. Okay, I guess that is politics since no one really saw what happened. Then it was backed up with he was her first choice ? Well of course he was, he was offered the position. And yes, his suspicions were correct. The responsibility was entirely dropped upon his shoulders. While not particularly oblivious. He still thought he’d be getting some help, but whatever. He was going to own this anyways. Uriel then rolled his eyes, hearing her talk and approached stage before unsheathing his sword. He raised it in front of them , making it lay on his hand and spoke “This…my good people, in the exact same sword that I used in order to slay the beast that terrorized this land. I, along with your Prime Minister and two brave men mowed down the traitors that dared threaten your safety. I cared for you, my people…” He placed the sword back on it’s sheathe. “NO! I love you, my own people…when I was young, twelve…I dreamed of being able to save. To be a hero, and now… It is in front of my face, by this…. People of twisted woods, I shall lead you… to glory!” He gripped his sword once more, rising it in mid air. The guards did the same and released a war cry. And, the people did as well. The smile was present on Uriel’s face as he snickered, but he had an eye contact with a man who was armed and smiled at him, as if telling him to raise his own sword, but he immediately walked back and bowed, watching as the old plump man presented the keys to him. Uriel grabbed then and shook hands, and he went back to his seat, speaking to Lorelei “The idiots bought it…”

LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- Yes, twas a glorious day to be a twisted town citizen. Such pomp…such ceremony…so much…sword waving. Yes, oh yes the people bought it. Lapped it all up like hungry kittens to a bowl of cream. Little did they understand the mechanics of spin doctoring or politics for that matter. Her brother behaved, EXACTLY as she had hoped. And with a broad smile as he came to his close, she joined in with that of the towns folk, and clapped in a show of unity and support for her brother in the “fancy pants”. As Uriel took his seat once more, looking less flustered and a whole lot more comfortable with the whole idea, Lorelei went back up to the pulpit to close the ceremony and give the green light for the festivities to commence. (Lorelei)”And now, this is a holiday in celebration of the appointment of Uriel, there is to be a large feast, put on by our very own country women’s association and knitting circle. I do thank Pastor Greers for his donation of the use of the church’s hall tables and pews. Drinks of ale and mead, courtesy of the Squirrel’s nuts Inn. All flowing and free this day. Be sure to dispose of your rubbish and bones in the bins provided. Remember…Twisted wood was tidy town of 1108.” -she held up her fist in a show of her support. ” In Lacardis….WE TRUST!”- The townsfolk all rose to their feet and joined in with their prime minister in the nations cry. The doors then thrown open to a welcoming sight. Row upon row of tables, filled with meats, breads, cheeses soups, and stews. Mouthwatering and the scents from the spit delectable. As all would disperse, Lorelei would jump down from the stage and make her way through the passage between the seats till she clapped eyes on Niamh. Not having seen him ever before, she narrowed her gaze, curious. (Lorelei)”Is it me…or do I smell a fresh rabbit in your pocket?”

PsycheNiamhGwydion: -Niamh looked at the crowd and spotted ‘mrFancy Pants.’ to walk ahead of the crowd to the podium where one of His crew, or even a Family-member held the speech to crown in Him in some way. He noticed Him to take out His sword and immediatly Niamhs placed His hand on the hilt of His sword. The Sword named -’The Wickey’. Given by the one that raised the half-Elven, an old Viking that stood up to be His ‘father’ after He had left Middle-Earth to be away from the hardship endured during the wars. His Mother of human-kind had taken Him away from His Father Eru, to be amongst the Vikings, to Her it seemed more safe to have Her children there. And it was true. He was raised by Glaku His substitute ‘Father’ when amongst the Vikings, a hunter. And at one point the sword was given. His hand on the hilt made Him think of His ‘substitute Father’ whom had died in a fight with a hurd of wolves. His Father had not died on the battle-field, but evenso He had died with honor, and fought to the last moments. When the crowed rised after the words of “Fancy Pants.’ And stood to raise the sword with Him. Niamh never hesitated and cheered while He unseathed the sword to raise it up in armorly/ brotherly ways, as if He was one of them. The thought went through His mind that He was alone a long time, and inspite of not being the jealous one He felt a kind of a sting with all these seemingly caring people/ beings around. They seemed to be one, and had grown into something Niamh never had since He left the Vikings after His Mother had left life not even two months after His ‘Father’ to have a life on His own.-”To the new mayor…”-Niamh cheered with all the others, before seathing back the sword and picking up the back-pack. As then the female passed by Him and immediatly sented the fresh-caught rabbit in His back-pack He looked down at it, and nodded. When His gaze went back to Her He spoke.-”Yes Ma’am, I have caught a lively rabbit that lost its life in my hands and I need to work the meat, before it rotts…Might You have a place where I can do this? Nice meeting You anyways… I am Niamh from Gwydion. Clashing up North”-He pointed north while He whiped His hand clean on His cloak before stretching it out to shake Hers. He was not well aware of all the formalities in this village, but it seemed the right way to respond as the Lady had adressed to Him so apropriate. The promise made had seen to come true and the drinks were near. He couldn’t wait to sit with them and enjoy the meals prepared. And have some mead wit it.-

SirNeroBanpaiyo: Uriel smiled, pleased with himself. He knew he handled the situation…like a boss. Which was funny cause now he was a boss. But he watched as Lorelei gave the final speech. He knew that after the last click of her tongue, the noblemen would turn into beasts, ravaging the food and the wine. While not a stranger to feasting upon food. He found disgust within their actions, that proved that they were hypocrites. Uriel stood up and clapped when Lorelei finished her speech, and as expected, the people started going on different pews. And Uriel squealed in excitement. He jumped from the stage towards the desert area. He loved sweets so much. Smiling at the choices of food and the beautiful smell that filled his nostrils. Uriel wanted to just attack the table. at it. But he needed to take care of something. Uriel grabbed the apple pie and grinned at Lorelei’s direction before slowly approaching her, and he didn’t wait, he gave her a wolf whistle and chucked the pie at her. Uriel didn’t even notice Lorelei conversing with another person before he yelled “FOOD FIGHT!!!!”

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Now, still in the hall, Lorelei had come to a stop before the large gentleman that smelt of freshly killed rabbit. Yes Ma’am, I have caught a lively rabbit that lost its life in my hands and I need to work the meat, before it rotts…Might You have a place where I can do this? Nice meeting You anyways… I am Niamh from Gwydion. Clashing up North”- Niamh stated, his voice one of esteem, and his body actions were to whip his hand free of his cloak, and offer it to shake the Prime Minister’s hand. Impressed by his state of dress, his accent, and above all manners, she warmly reciprocated and took his hand in her own, shaking it firmly. (Lorelei)”Lorelei of Arachnea. Delighted to make you acquaintance. And yes, the ladies of the CWA I am sure are well able to take this rabbit of yours and prepare it to have with a nice spot of mead.”- she offered her arm, so he may then head outside with her, to join those of the townsfolk, who were all getting stuck into the food and drink. But sure enough there was one person missing from the festivities. The widow of the late Mayor of Twisted wood. A busty woman, who wore all black, and a veil to cover her face. (Mayor’s widow)”Lady..CARRENDAR…Might I have a word?!” -she boomed in that dreaded voice of hers. Just then, her brother yelled out “FOOD FIGHT!!!!” -this of course, brought on a typical reaction from Lorelei. “Duck!”- and so she ducked, and the plate of hot apple pie, flew right into the face of…..(Mayor’s Widow)”EEEEEEK!!!”- Yes, got her right in the kisser. Lorelei rose up and tried to stifle her laughter as she chortled to her brother. (Lorelei)”Oh Uriel…meet your new bride.” Bits of hot apple pie fell onto the ground at the enrgaged woman’s feet as Lorelei tried to take her new found friend, Niamh over to the ladies of the CWA, to have his rabbit prepared for dinner. <3>

PsycheNiamhGwydion: -Niamh blinked when a sudden shout of ‘Fancy Pants’ echoed throughout the village. He smirked when He thought about what was going to happen. “Fancy Pants’ would get His clothes all dirty. His gaze stranded at the Lady, that took His hand and He held it for a moment, a nod of the head and when She spoke Her name He repeated.-”Well MiLady Lorelei of Arachnea, it is a great pleassure to even be here. I might not have found the village if I was not that far from home in need of a drink.”-She then spoke of the rabbit being taking care of by the ladies that prepared the stews of day. He shrugged and thought*…Why not…* He then reached in His back-pack and just got the dead rabbit out, more to show that He indeed carried the animal and to show He was dedicated to the hunt and capable to Her, then to offer it in Her clean hands. But still He looked around if one came to un-do Him from this meat and prepare it to be ready to eat. As She then moved up Her arm, for Him to take as gentleman and escort Her outside to the food-tables set. He hushed to push the rabbit back in the pack. Again cleaned His hands on His cloack before gently placing His hand to cup Her elbow, while they walked outside together. The moment She yelled to ‘Duck…’was the moment He did. A good listener only needs half an ear. But when He then looked up, and besides them to see another lady catching the pie right in the middle of Her face. He laughed, just not to loud. Still unfamilliar with the ways of this new-found village, He did not mean to be as loud. His hand raised in front to cover His mouth, and hide the laughter, which ‘Fancy Pants’ had created. Niamh did not mean to make the Lady who caught the pie so welly in the face, uncomfortable so He just let go of the arm of Lorelei of Arachnea, and searched for a coock to prepare His rabbit as said.-

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Taking the clean rabbit from Niamh’s hands, she was now able to present it to the fine ladies of the CWA, who all gushed and giggled like they were back in school over the devilishly handsome Niamh. (Lorelei)”Right Ladies, not every day you get a bunny handed down from such a noble. Be well to make sure its tender and served with vegetables and sour dough before serving it. We will be over at the Inn’s stall getting some mead.”- The ladies all started to pull on the bunny, one had an ear, the other a foot, tugging madly. (Country woman)”I saw him first, I will gut it!”- The other lady puffed and struggled, her knarled fingers around the foot- (Country woman 2)”He was looking at my breasts..not you, Esmerelda…I get to gut it.”- So, leaving the quarreling women behind, Lorelei glanced back at the Mayor’s widow, who was scraping off the apple pie from her veil. (Mayor’s widow)”So…your my NEW Husband?” Poor poor Uriel. That wife of the old Mayor, she was a looker alright, but god, could she talk under water. One thing Lorelei hated was being bored to tears by the never ending rants and lectures that woman gave at the CWA meetings. Fancy pants was looking decidedly uncomfortable, but, it was all part of the package. Just, Lorelei didn’t get around to explaining that part. On reaching the bar, Lorelei and Niamh would be handed mugs of mead, and turning around, so she could lean against the bar,and watch the villagers amuse themselves in the food fight ruckus, she said with a smile. (Lorelei)”Not the brightest bunch in the nation…but damn can they party.”

PsycheNiamhGwydion: -Niamh just looked at the women who were fighting over the rabbit it had taken, now it had turned into a gift to the party and a gift to the woman, who were maybe even more fighting for Niamhs attention then the actuall rabbit. As one had called out that He ‘Was looking at Her breasts.’ He shook His head. For this was not case at all. He smirked and thought…*She wished…*. His gaze went back to LadyLorelei and watched Her get the mugs in handing one of them to Him. He took it and sipped from the mead, letting the taste soothe His dry mouth. With closed eyes He stood a moment, still enjoying the fact that a food-fight had started and the women fighting over the rabbit. *Poor rabbit…* He thought, and hoped they wouldn’t bruise the meat to much. He raised a hand as if He were to speak to tell them to be careful, but then lowered His hand again and thought there was enough food to enjoy, if the rabbit would get messed up then so it be. He stared a little at LadyLorelei enjoying Her watch at the villagers heaving their fun around the tables with the food that smelt deliscious and mrFancy Pants who was still having fun having thrown a pie in His new wifes face. *He will get some … later…* Went through Niahms mind, and He smiled at that. The mug with mead He emptied with ease to put it back on the counter and ask for a bit more. He then turned back to Lady Lorelei and asked.-”Is there some place I can fill my cans with water for my next trip? I ran out. And maybe I can make some lunch-packets for my next hunt? If there is any payment needed that would not be a problem to me.”-He smiled at Her politely, and waited for Her answer.-

THINGS TO NOT SAY DURING SEX

1) is it in?
2) that’s it?
3) you’ve got to be kidding me.
4) (phone rings) hello? oh nothing and you?
5) do I have to pay for this?
6) do I have to call you tomorrow?
7) oh momma, momma!
8) oh dadda, dadda!
9) you look better in the dark.
10) this is much better than my last girl/boyfriend.

11) I thought that goes in the other hole….
12) don’t tell my husband/wife.
13) you have the same bra my mom does (worse if the girl says it) .
14) this sucks.
15) can you finish now? I have a meeting…
16) I hope you don’t expect a raise for this…
17) I think you might get the job for this.
18) damn! is that all you know what to do.
19) did I tell you, I have herpes?
20) now we must get married.

21) hurry up, the games about to start.
22) i’m hungry.
23) i’m thirsty.
24) zzzzzzzzzzzz.
25) are you trying to be funny?
26) can I have a ride home after this?
27) are those real?
28) by the way, I want to break up.
29) is that smell coming from you?
30) haven’t you ever done this before?

31) wow!! i’ve never seen those before (then grope wildly) .
32) do you know what some female spiders do after sex?
33) you’re so much like your sister….
34) your mom’s cute.
35) what’s your name again?
36) do I have to be here in the morning?
37) a second time? I barely stayed awake the first time!
38) but you just started!!
39) you’re about as good as a 9 year old, and I should know!!
40) don’t touch that!!

41) can we order a pizza?
42) I think my dad is listening at the door.
43) smile for the camera, honey!!!
44) take off that damn monkey glove!!
45) get your hand out of there!!
46) I think the condom broke 10 minutes ago.
47) I knew you wore a padded bra!!
48) cover me boys, i’m going in!!!
49) DIVE! DIVE! DIVE!
50) Fire one!

51) God, that is small!!
52) hold on, let me change the channel…
53) who smells like fish?
54) is it o.k. if my mom (and/or dad) joins in?
55) your best-friend does it much better.
56) hope you don’t mind I left my boots on.
57) hurry up, the motor’s runnin’.
58) you’re fogging up the wind-sheild.
59) can I borrow 5 bucks?
60) what the hell noise was that?!

61) stop moaning, you sound so stupid.
62) shut up, bitch! (worse if the girl says it)
63) you know, you’re not really attractive.
64) i’m sorry, I was not listening.
65) what, oh yea, I love you too, now let me concentrate!!
66) stop interrupting me!!
67) I have to poop.
68) did I leave the iron on?
69) your breath is funky.
70) (start singing Green Day) .

71) is it o.k. if I call someone, its o.k. though, keep going….
72) its ok honey, I can imagine that its bigger.
73) god I wish you were a real woman.
74) why can’t you ever shave your legs?
75) by the way, when I drove over here, I ran over your dog….
76) oh susan, susan… I mean donna…. dang.
77) your breast milk is like my mom’s….
78) you’re hairy!!
79) your “happy trail” led me to a dead end.
80) is it o.k. if I never see you again?

81) did I forget to tell you I got worms from my cat?
82) don’t make that face at me!
83) all of a sudden I have a headache.
84) you’re boring.
85) Would you shave my back after this.
86) Did I mention my name is Zog from Planet Tog.
87) how much do I owe you?
88) How come we each have a penis? (If it wasn’t suppose to be that way)
89) of course you can’t be on top, you’re too fat, you’l kill me!
90) your ass is hairy (the guy says this) .

91) just use your finger, its bigger.
92) does your family have to watch?
93) we’ll try again later when you can satisfy me too.
94) get off me, i’ll do it myself!!!!
95) can you hold this sandwich for me?
96) you’re as soft as a sheep, inside and out.
97) the only reason i’m doing this is because i’m drunk.
98) my mom taught me this…..
99) how cute… peach fuzz!
100) Dang girl! my boobs are bigger than yours!

101) should I ask why you’re bleeding?
102) this is my pet rat, Larry….
103) if you can’t do it, I’ll find someone else who can!
104) I haven’t had this much sex since I was a hooker!
105) I was once a woman…
106) wanna see me take out my glass eye?
107) no I don’t love your mind, I can’t grab that!!
108) is it o.k. if I tell my friends about this?
109) i’m sobering up and you’re getting ugly!
110) you wanted me to use a condom?

111) you’re no better than my brother!!
112) mooooo!!
113) Fire in the hole!!!
114) I wanna see how many quaters I can fit in there.
115) hurry up, i’m late for a date.
116) o.k. start…oh! that feels so… YOU’RE DONE??!!
117) you ever see Basic Instinct?
118) i’m out of condoms, can I use a sock?
119) don’t squirm, you’ll spill my beer.
120) Did I tell you where my cold sore came from?

121) you got boogies showing.
122) (start reciting the 10 commandments) .
123) I think I just pooped on your bed.
124) of course I don’t love you.
125) let me spell it out for you, b-r-e-a-t-h m-i-n-t.

Roleplay Live : Group : Lacardis Prime

A Knight to remember

Players :
KlouseKusanagi
LoreleiRoseCarrendar

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – The Main meeting hall was abuzz with staffers and servants, going about their usual daily chores and affairs, whilst in the main chambers, where the lords often met from around the country, to discuss everything from trade to taxes, community works, water supplies, building permits, the crime rate, and of course, festivities, cause nothing makes the people happier than to know they have something gorey to look forward too. The usual execution on a Saturday afternoon matinee had been a bit low in attendance, as the line up of those to be executed, were not truly hated by the populace. Just your usual bums and vagabonds, that hadn’t paid their taxes. Baldrick and his associate, Sebastain Tuttle, were going over the latest parchments, in from the map maker. “Now..this looks promising!”- Baldrick said, holding up a new banner for the upcoming Jousting tournament in Arachne. “Lady Carrendar does so enjoy watching the men have at it on horseback. I always love the look on her face, when one gets their noggin knocked off.” Sebastain shakes his head, bringing up a hanky to his face, as if he is about to be sick. “You know how I hate…violence. Always makes my tummy turn.” Raising an eyebrow sharply, he shows the picture of one of the main contenders for the year, Lord Rames. “Check him out.” Sebastain took out his monocle and peered closer at the illustration. “I say….he’s a bit alright. So…when is this thing again? Might need to go to the tailors and get a new suit. Hate to put on a bad show.”- Baldrick stares at Sebastian, as if the man has been under a rock for the last ten years. “It’s tommorow. I thought you would have noticed, by all the carriages, out by the front gates.”- Sebastian leapt from his seat and ran over to the nearest balcony. “Oh my stars…its..its…the Lords. Quick, how is my hair?” <3>

KlouseKusanagi: -Sitting in silence, almost as if he is meditating. Klouse was in his old abandon mansion once more. As he made his mindset up that he wanted to see the woman he healed that was claimed by Lucious. His legs were crossed together, his hands resting on his knees. As his head lowered with his eyes shut, trying to concentrate on the woman. Now that she had somewhat of a blood relation with him by feeding off him, he could find her easier than most. Granted it wasn’t pinpoint, though it sufficed for his needs. As he locked onto a strong sense of her presence on one location. With a blink of an eye, Klouse vanished into a bolt of lightning, shooting through universes and galaxies. What felt like seconds, was actually days as he finally appeared bolting through a door, crashing it completely. As he merely appeared as whole, merely dusting off his jacket. Only to see a small little girl staring up at him with eyes of shock of what she just witnessed. Her jaw dropped as if she seen a ghost, she couldn’t scream cause she didn’t know how to reply to someone busting through a door with bolts of lightning. The small girl seemed at the poverty level, her rags were covered in dirt. Her hair in a twisted bun. As Klouse glanced side to side, making sure no one witnessed what he was about to do. As he leaned over, placing his hands on his knees as he stared into the girl’s eyes as if he was staring into her soul. He spoke in a low deep tone “You did not see anything, now go home” As he spoke, his eyes dilated, along with hers. She was compelled by Klouse, as she merely closed her mouth and walked off, skipping steps as she did. Klouse sighed as he rose up, wandering what hell hole he was in. As he traveled around, finding that people feared him now more than ever. As if they never seen his type before. Yet someone dressed cleaner and pale tone, yes it would rise suspicion. He could care less. As he followed the location that he felt was the strongest. Reaching an enormous castle, as he looked up all the way to the top. As he whistled “Impressive I have to say” Noticing guards every where like spiders in the castle. He smirked slightly as he ran through the entire castle, in a blur like fashion. The guards would just feel a rush of wind. As he arrived at the location, seeing guards run toward a commotion in the crowd ahead of them (The fight). As he merely walked to the door (Chambers) the door already opened as he peaked in yet saw no one. He sighed softly though his ears rang with voices, talking about a tournament. And the name mentioned “Lore” he whispered it to his self as he looked up at the ceiling, that they were just above him. Running with haste once more, up the stairs, as he arrived. Seeing two men chat away, as he merely walked slowly. Trying to act ‘normal’ as he spoke elegantly “I don’t mean to intrude..Though I was just outside and could not help but hear about this tournament?” He questioned trying to get information from them-

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Practically drooling on the stone balcony as he saw some of the favoured contestants arriving on horseback, through the large main city gates, Sebastian went into something of a tizz. Excitedly, like a child at the carnival, he spun around, his velvet long coat, lifting upward, and his large white powdered wig actually set back a bit, and he had to reach up and straighten it. “So many Lords…so little time. I need to find my beauty spot, I think I stuck it above my bed the other night.” Fussing, he minced back to the table, to look over the list of lords that were expected to be in attendance. “Are you sure Lord Rocksburg is coming? I thought he died in the Battle of the Marsh. Heard there was something about, a misguided drummer boy and a swamp.”- Baldrick shook his head, reaching for his mug of ale and taking a good sip, before setting the chalice down again. “No my dear Sebastian, turns out he had Clydesdale, that didn’t get bogged. He is expected, and many of his fellow Lords. SO, we need to check kitchen on the planned feast and ball. I had planned this a while back, but you know how Lady Carrendar has been.”- It was a small reminder of how Lady Carrendar dealt with her grief in the loss of her child, six months before. Sebastian sighed, thinking that he didn’t have enough time to get something new made by the tailor. “Guess I have to wear the flamingo, with white pantaloons. Course, Baldrick was too engrossed in the list, to listen to the fashion issues of Sebastian. It was then that a voice was heard, a man coming up behind them. “I don’t mean to intrude..Though I was just outside and could not help but hear about this tournament?” Both men turned around, Sebastian, cooly giving the guest a once over with his big blue eyes. “Not intruding and in fact, we were just discussing the tournament. I do say…nice jacket. I have one similar in fushia. So, are you a Lord? ” <3>

KlouseKusanagi: -Watching the men scramble as if something important was about to occur. Or yet someone was about to enter of high importance. As Klouse watched them scurry, talk amongst each other hearing names be called out yet none mattered to him except for ‘Lady Carrendar’ the name peaked his interest simply it was a woman from mere hearing. As he put two and two together, it must be her. Though he wanted to be positive so why not stick around and see what can go wrong? As he watched the men stop ice cold, staring at him oddly, Klouse merely glanced at both awkwardly. Than one of the men answered his question, following with a question of his own. Klouse looked down at his leather jacket, indeed it was ‘royalty’ like he could guess. Though he was none of the sort. Though he processed the though through his head quickly. If he was not a ‘Lord’ than how could he get in and dress so fashionably? It would arouse suspicion. As he nodded slightly “Indeed I am..” He smirked slightly to his self, as he walked closer, circling the enormous round table. Filled with maps, plans, sketches, etc. As he glanced at the table constantly, than at the men as he questioned “In this tournament, who is capable of participating along with viewing the games as far as Lords such as ourselves” Chuckling loudly trying to lighten the mood up and cover his lie. It was a good cover up, though how much would they believe before they would catch on-

LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- You could hear the great doors of the Meeting hall open and the sound of a horse galloping, along with a rather annoyed woman’s voice. “I say there…you stop that this second. No riding your horse in the damn building. We have stables. COME BACK I SAY….That Keg on legs shits on the floor, you are going to be eating it….do you hear me, Lord Rocksburg?!” Sure enough, as the men were about to welcome the mystery Lord to the tournament, a large grey clysdale came charging up the main passage followed by Lady Lore in hot pursuit. “Woaaaah Nelly…Woahhhh.”- Lord Rocksburg sung out as he brought his horse to a stop right before the meeting room hall table. The men of course, had heard Lady Lorelei, and cringed, when they heard the fast click clack of her boots. “Her…she comes.”- Sebastian was looking for a place to hide, whilst Baldrick rose up out of his chair, and marched around it, not before giving the newcomer a sideways glance. “Hope your wearing a cock plate.” The crazy Lord Rocksburg was struggling to remove his helm, while his horse’s tail was rising from behind, and not to shoo flies. Baldrick looked to the ceiling and prayed, then smiled brightly at his Mistress. “Ah. Prime Minister. Impeccable timing as always.” Lorelei fumed and pointed at the horse’s ass. “One lump of horse doo hits the floor, I am going to make him eat it.” Sebastian popped his head out from behind a chair and uttered as he pointed to Lord Rocksburg’s helmet, that was still on his head. “Be a bit hard if you have to feed it through his small grill.” Lorelei then noticed Klouse and said..”You…I remember you. What on earth are you doing here?” <3>

KlouseKusanagi: -Suddenly the enormous room roared with voices of anger and multiple footsteps echoing through the room. As he turned to the commotion, seeing a horse gallop through the huge room. With a prideful man rearing the horse back. As he did, his eyes locked onto the woman he helped heal. He was shocked to see her in this situation and this time. As he merely looked around hearing her roaring out to all punishment if the horse excreted itself. Chuckling softly as he saw her look toward him, hearing her question, as he looked around as if he was trying to come up with a genius idea. So he did what he does best..Lie.. “I am just.. wandering around meeting new people who I should get to know” As he smirked slightly at her as he glanced at each man “So where do I sign up for this tournament?” he questioned as he glanced at the woman he wanted to know more about. Asking out loud knowing she would question why he would enter. Though Klouse was not entering the fight, he was signing Lucious up for the fight without his acknowledgement. Than turning to the man on the horse, as he shook his head knowing that the man on the horse seemed to think quite highly of his self. “Why don’t you get down from there? Your ego is not going to get any larger” Chuckling loudly as he was having fun with each of them. Toying with their minds as he loved every second of it-

LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- Hearing Lady Lorelei’s proclamation about the horse defecating on the stone floor, two young lackies, came running in, one to place a bucket behind the horse’s ass, the other to assist Lord Rocksburg from his mount. “Confounded damn blacksmith, made it too tight for my head.”- Lord Rocksburg echoed from within his helm. Baldrick went to grab the reigns of the horse, while Lord Rocksburg, slid off his horse and fell with a loud clatter to the ground. It was then the helmet, popped off, right as his horse let go a loud fart and dropped a few large rounds of dung into the bucket. “And this is last years champion?’ Sebastian asked, astonished by this fellow that had brought such comedy into the meeting hall. Lady Lorelei, was far from amused. Course, her temper was qwelled, by the sight of Klouse,and she wondered where Lucious could be. Had he run off to kill the wicked Davin? Klouse, happily answered her questions that she had asked earlier. “I am just.. wandering around meeting new people who I should get to know” Right on cue, Lord Rocksburg rose to his feet and made a sweeping bow before Lady Carrendar. “Ah, tis the fair Lady of Carrendar. I am hoping to be your date at the banquet, since I am after all….the reigning champion of the tournament.” -he held out a bent rose stem, and the rose bud fell off. “Oh…it broke. Never mind, shall we…walk out the balcony? I can show you my newest medals from the tournament in Gilsvane.’- Lorelei had this “help me” look on her face, and stammered at Klouse. “Oh..you’re entering this year? Wonderful. *she gestured to Klouse, to show Lord Rocksburg, the new competition. “This is…uhm…his name is …Lord Klouse.”- The leaping Lord Rocksburg scowled down at the new arrival and said. “Aren’t you a little, short to be a lord?” <3>

KlouseKusanagi: -Watching other men scurry to the so called ‘champion’s’ horse to take it away. As the man boasted to ‘Lady Carrendar’ as he ‘hmm’ to his self as he would imprint her name in his memory. Staring at the Lady, seeing she was begging for help, as he watched the ‘champion’ turn to Klouse with a scowled look on his face. Klouse heard his remark, as he merely looked down and chuckled at his remark. Shaking his head “Lady Carrendar..You are better off dealing with this peasant..I would break him from limb from limb” as he slowly looked up at the so champion “I highly recommend you walk away and save your breaking for later.. Lady has more important things to worry about rather someone trying to enlarge their ego” Slowly breaking eye contact to face Lady Carrendar. “M’lady may we go some where more private? I wont take long, I know you have duties to fulfil” Smirking slightly as he offered his hand for her to take, to walk to where ever they might wander off to “Or simply order everyone out? Either or..As long as this one goes” glancing at the champion as he spoke-

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – This is when the ever dutiful Baldrick stepped in to rescue this fair Mistress from a fate worse than death; having to listen to one of Lord Rocksburg’s tales of the wars. “My Dear Lord Rocksburg, I must interject. You see, the cook has been working on a ..a..*this is when Sebastian came up alongside Baldrick and pressed his hands together as though to pray….”Cake…he made you a cake…in your honour.”- Baldrick gave Sebastain a sideways glance, as if to say..”he did?” Sebastian grinned broadly and nodded furiously. ‘Great big cake…but he was working on the top teir and..needs…you to …model.”- Baldrick quickly chimed in, “Yes…model for the…top little statue…of..YOU.” The Lord Rocksburg looked between both men suspiciously, then snarled at Lord Klouse, and then pouting at Lady Lore. “Sorry, M’lady, but it seems I am needed, to bless the Cook with a moment or two, to capture my …awesomeness.”- Baldrick led him to the kitchen, as Sebastian trotted along behind them wringing his hands. “I so hope Cook doesn’t gut me for this. His knives are so sharp….oooo.”- Lady Lorelei was now able to attend to Lord Klouse, breathing a sigh of relief. “Shall we?” she directed to the balcony, where they may speak in private. <3>

KlouseKusanagi: -Listening to the men race to make up some bold lie, Klouse knew it was one. He tells lies all the time, he knew liars when he saw one. As he smirked widely at them, nodding toward them in thanks. As he than saw the champion give him a snarled look. Klouse only smirked widely toward him more like a ‘Ha ha’ look. Seeing the Lady offer the balcony as he offered his hand toward the balcony as well “After you” He smiled at her, keeping up her pace just slightly behind her. His hands crossed behind his back. As they strolled along toward the balcony, as Klouse spoke “So how is my good ole friend Lucious?” as he questioned “I hope he is keeping you satisfied? Keeping out of harms way? Pleasuring in bed?” He smirked at the last one as he darted his eyes down her body, as he bit down on his lip, knowing he would love to do things to her that Lucious could never dream of. As they reached the balcony overlooking the town in its whole. As he stared off into the distant land “I hope I am not interrupting..I just had to come say your welcome for saving you” Smirking slightly knowing that’s the last reason he came to her. He wanted to confess his want for her though it had to be silent for now-

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Left alone for now, Lorelei was escorted out to the balcony, with Lord Klouse, knowing there had to be more to his visit, then just popping in to say hello. But he came for another reason, to say you’re welcome, for saving her limbs. She reached for the railing and gripped it tightly, staring down at the colourful caravans that were arriving for the tournament the following day. Musicians, Knights, huge swells of people from all over the country, coming to the capital, for this festive event. Klouse, didn’t waste any time, getting right into the nitty gritty, of wanting to know about Lucious, and if he had been keeping her happy in the bedroom. Turning her head, she gazed at him through narrowed slits. “I am indeed grateful that you were able to heal me faster than I can naturally. As for Lucious…..I..*she stammered, then looked back down through the crowds, hoping to catch sight of him, but he appeared to be evasive. “Not…really had much time with him to enjoy…secrets beneath white satin. I know, he wishes to end Davin. As for where he is now, I do not know.”- she looked away for a moment, and felt something stirring inside her. Unsure of it, she swallowed, and placed a hand up to her chest. “Is it hot, or is it me?” <3>

KlouseKusanagi: -Hearing her talk about how grateful she is on him healing her. As he nodded “It was no trouble..” Seeing her turn though made him quirk an eye brow as he listen to her almost stumble words. Putting them two together, made him chuckle lightly. Slowly stepping behind Lady as he leaned into her right her, whispering “You want…more..” Leaning over to the other ear “You want it all” Whispering softly as he slowly reached for her hips to grab as he than whispered behind her “Lustful sin” as he whispered almost seductively. His body aching for her, as he spoke more “Blood..sex…and intoxications all in one” he smirked slightly as he waited to see how she would reply to his seduction. If she would follow through or reject him in full. Even though Lucious was away-

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: – Now, it wasn’t lost on Lorelei, that Klouse was suppose to be Lucious’s friend, or something to that extreme, and yet, here he was, whispering in her ear, “You want it all”- grabbing her hips, to which she pulled back. “Lustful sin.”- The blood he had given to her, awoke something inside of her, and she fought to control it. “Blood..sex…and intoxications all in one” He was selling his wants. Clearly he desired her, but to what end. “You know I am with Lucious, yet you tempt me, to lay with you. Surely, you could have any woman you fancy…why me?”- She gave him a direct look. Locking eyes with him. “What do you truly want?” <3>

Town of Bleu (2) – The Blood of Kings.

xTJCruz

Re: [RP] Town of Bleu

August 01, 2013 10:13PM

As the Girl approached, Terren regarded her with a look, that was appraising, but not in a lewd way. His smiled widened a bit, as if the larger the smile, the warmer and safer she felt. He carefully too her tiny hand in his good hand and brought it to his lips. He may be a Scourge on the High Seas, but the Man knew how to exude Charm and Chivalry, however false or true it may have been. Think nothing of it my Lady. This old Sea Dog is all the better for your presence. Terren Avery’s my name and the “Fall from Grace” is my Lady Love at Sea. He leaned in a bit as if a Friend sharing a secret. And I assure you a Mermaid is far from out of Her depth with Captain Terren Avery. Gracing his words with a winking smile. He almost fooled himself into thinking he was a Gilded Gentlemen sometimes.

Don’t be too impressed at my recognizing what you are…let’s just say that ‘Once Upon a Time’, the Heavens shown ther light down on this Poor Soul. He made flitting hand gestures to show light raining down and imply his Angelic past with a joking tone. So…..what exactly brings you to this gorgeously decorated den of debauchery? He was curious as to what would make a Mermaid travel this far from the Sea, Hell, he hardly even liked being this far from it.

xTJCruz

Re: [RP] Town of Bleu

August 01, 2013 11:16PM

Terren couldn’t help but instantly like the Girl. Aside from her obvious beauty Her Dreamer mentality, however naïve it may be, was endearing. He himself wasn’t much of a Romantic, but he adored the idea of Romance. He nearly bounced with light, beaming from his smile.Well now…there is a lovely tale if I’ve ever heard one. Well if it’s one thing Captain Terren can’t resist, it’s a good story…..of course I’ll be glad to see you on your way to this Adventure of the Heart. I’m sure the booze and coin purses can wait another while for me. He half bowed to her, mocking a Gentleman Knight to a Lady. Thank you my Lady, you’ve given this old Sailor a purpose. These roads are far too dangerous for a Lady on her own, but thankfully you’ll have me to protect you…..and should the Gentlemen of your dreams, be greatful enough to part with a few coins……who could be mad? He didn’t recognize the Man, but he looked rich. It had been many years since Terren had been in these lands, so all the faces had changed. He welcomed the opportunity to separate a Rich Man from his gold.

This was turning out to be a fruitful visit ashore. Besides, how could a Man say no to the chance to have a bit of an adventure…accompanied by a rare Beauty..and delivering her into Love’s arms? He exuded pure excitement at the thought of what could be. Hopefully this Fellow would be so happy to receive the Mermaid that he’d pay up. As a bonus he would be helping a lovely Girl. A few selfish good deeds weren’t going to tarnish his reputation as a Swashbuckler after all.

CharlotteCarrendar

Re: [RP] Town of Bleu

August 01, 2013 11:54PM

What a kind and wonderful man, the mermaid had found. A friendship forged over the tale of a mermaid that loved a prince, and wanted to have her happy ever after. She had what she thought was the key to his heart; the sweet locket that she found in the ship wreck, and though she didn’t know his first name, she knew he was a Prince. For there was an inscription on the back of the locket, that said HRH Prince D of Casterly. She offered the trinket to the Captain for him to have a look at, if it did help her on her quest. His face became radiant and he practically bounced with enthusiasm, that left her giggling like he was her new bestie. A man that understands a mermaid, and willing to help her find her true love. When he bowed, and acted such like a grand knight of the realm, she didn’t know where to look, for she was not royal, and not at all used to being bowed too.

Perhaps some traders might see her as a lost little Princess, stolen from the pages of the fairy tale books of the brothers Grimm. She quickly checked to see if anyone was pointing, or whispering at the sight of the pair, but most seemed to be more interested in their trade. Returning her gaze to the Captain, she could not believe the Captain could be so so kind, and yet be a rough and ready like Pirate. He truly was a man of the sea, and protected those that sailed or swam in it.

“How can I ever thank you, this is a dream come true.” Question was, would he know the name on the locket and be able to work out the direction on which to travel to reach the House of Casterly?

<3>

| Rapunzel | Taken – CharlotteCarrendar |

| Marital Status: Married | Spouse: Eugene “Flynn Rider” Fitzherbert |

Blonde, blue-eyed heroine Rapunzel was single-handedly the one woman who saved her kingdom when she defeated the woman who stole her from her parents when she was a baby. She met Eugene when he stumbled upon her tower and it was Hate At 1st Sight. But since then, she and Eugene have been married for almost 5 years. No kids yet, not for lack of trying. She’s good friends with Cinderella and Aurora.

Damsel Auditiong for: Rapunzel

Why you picked her? So many fun things I can do with a character like her. All that hair and her husband…lol…can’t wait to try and see how that dynamic works

Audition post : 

Eugene sat up in the couple’s marital bed, reading the Times magazine, with his glasses falling down the bridge of his nose, when he noticed an egg time on his side of the bed. He reached over and picked it up, looking at it oddly.

“Hunny? Why is there an egg time on my side of the bed? Since when did we start cooking in here? Or are you going to start timing my performance?”

From within the bathroom, you could hear Rapunzel, brushing her long golden locks. She heard Eugene and sung out merrily;

“One thousand four hundred and nintey four…One thousand four hundred and ninety five…oh thats to let me know when I am ovulating, Eugene. I am trying to time it in, so I know when we can have sexy time.”

Eugene dropped his magazine and gripped the bridge of his nose.

“Why can’t we be like normal couples? Use porn, and…you not wear anything but your hair down? You know I love to feel it flowing across me.”

“One thousand four hundred and ninety six…One thousand four hundred and ninety seven…cause we been at this for five years and no baby. I want a baby”

He was getting frustrated with her, it was clear, but as she answered him, things were about to get interesting.

“Rapunzel…be reasonable about this…”

“One thousand four hundred and ninety eight…one thousand four hundred and ninety nine….but the doctor said this was a sure fire way…and you know what he said to Cinderella…she..*DING!*…Sexy time!”

Rapunzel came running out of the bathroom, in her mickey mouse t shirt nightie and jumped on top of her husband, with her hair all practically covering half the bed.

“Top or bottom?”

“Ehhh.”

Roleplay Live : A Pirate’s Life

A Stitch in time

Players:

LadyBelz
CharlotteCarrendar

LadyBelz: – Nearly a week had passed since the ship had barely escaped from Port Royale. On orders of the ship’s doc and under the threat of death from Moon himself, Tim was ordered to stay by Rachael’s side. She had contracted a fever from her injuries and was drenched in sweat, talking to people only she could see. Tim took up a cool cloth from the bowl beside the bed and dabbed at the sweat on her brow. “Momma! No!” she cried out at one point, sitting upright, eyes awash with fever and pain. It took the combined efforts of three of the crew to settle her back in when she tried to climb from the bed, at which point, the wound the doc had painstakenly stitched up broke open once more and bled fiercely. She passed out from the pain. Every day, crew would stop by her sick bed to check on her, tend to her when Tim needed a break or sleep himself. She was one of them. They would not abandon one of their own, even if she was a woman. Many a man had been saved by her at one point or another, including the captain himself, proving to them that she was as much a pirate as the rest of them. Now if only she would wake up…

CharlotteCarrendar; – Day eight. The Captain stood at the helm, his face as dark as that of the clouds, that hung over the ship, day after day. The wind had died down, so the ship barely moved through the blackened sea. Many of the crew went about their chores in silence. Hearts and minds all on the one that had brought them through tragedy and triumph. And now, in her darkest hour, the men paid their respects. Hats removed, faces sullen. Hushed words, as the Doctor checked her over, again and again. Her stitches needed replacing, after a wild outburst, brought on by a rising fever. Twas to be expected with her infections. But if it was one thing the Captain knew, was the inner strength of his darling Rachael. The woman was a fighter, as much in spirit as in her will to live. The Captain stared out to sea, his true home, the cradle of his world. And yet, he could not imagine a life without her at his side. The first mate who now guided the ship, turned his head and sighed, having seen the Captain stand in that one place, for many an hour. He had not been down yet to see her this day. Her pained cries, cut his heart as though slashed with a blade. Wait….it was all he could do. <3>

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LadyBelz: -Day Ten. Tim slowly opened his eyes, wincing as various aches and pains made themselves known. He regretted falling asleep in the chair the night before, having had the idea to read one of his books out loud, hoping Rachael would hear him in her fevered dreams. She had still been feverish the night before. As the sun eased its way over the horizon, a shaft of sunlight penetrated the portal directly over the bed that Rachael was resting upon. It was then Tim realized there was something different. The night before, Rachael’s breathing had been deep and labored. Now it was quiet. Scared, Tim jumped to his feet, nearly falling to the floor as pins and needles stabbed through his body. Stomping around to wake them up, he ran to her bedside, pressing his ear to her chest. The steady beat of her heart reassured him that she was still alive. “Ye better be havin a damn good reason to be havin your face smashed into me bosom, young Tim.” came a most welcome, yet tired voice. Startled, Tim raised his head to stare into the half closed eyes of his charge. His smile was brighter than any sunrise she had ever seen. “Miss Rachael, tis a fair sight indeed ta see you awake again.” he grinned, tears blurring his vision. She raised a shaky hand and pressed it against his cheek. “Stop yer bawlin and let me rest.” she smacked his cheek gently before she removed her hand and placing it on her chest. She drifted back to sleep, fever broken and on the road to healing. Grinning like a fool, he took off at a run to the helm to share the news.

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CharlotteCarrendar; -The door to the Captain’s cabin flew open, with the beaming Cabin boy, busting out, causing many a man to stop and stare. Was she dead? Had Poseidon claimed yet another beauty to the deep? The Captain was off in his own thoughts, as the lapping of the waves against the side of the ship was his tempo. Tim leaps at two steps a time to reach the helm, running now to the Captain. “Capn’…Capn’!” He cried, the swelling of emotion from days of praying and waiting at her bedside had paid off. The Captain slowly turned his head, the lines in his face looked to have been carved by a sculptor’s chisel. Pale blue eyes cast down at the lad. “Speak….don’t just stand there, breathing all over my coat. What is it?” The boy placed his hands upon his knees, almost lost for breath. “It’s Mistress…She’s…she’s…well, Sir!” Could it be, that the dreaded fever had finally lost its grip on his beloved. The crew were all murmuring, until it could be confirmed. Placing his right hand on the lad’s shoulder, Moon said firmly. “Fetch the Doctor….Have him meet me by her side.” The boy didn’t need to be told twice, dashing back down the stairs and heading to the galley, while the Captain straightened his hat, and walked calmly back across the deck and down the stairs, in the full sight of his men. He dare not show too much emotion, for a Captain is a leader of men, and one that must always have a level head. Opening the door to his cabin, the first sight was of the rays of light that shone through the portal, illuminating the skin of his fair Rachael. A sight like no other, an angel sent from heaven, and dressed like a common pirate.

The Captain removed his hat and then knelt down at the side of her bed, gazing over her, watching the rise and fall of her chest. So serene, when in days past he had heard nothing but her tortured screams of delirium.

“You Woman….have put me through hell. Ya know that? Damned…to blazes. Almost shed a tear in front of meh men. What you makin’ me? I be no mad fop with the fancy wigs. I am supposed to be a bloody pirate. So….don’t do this again. Or…or…I bloody kill you myself.” <3>

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LadyBelz: – “Jesus, Mary and Joseph! What the bloody hell does it take fer a body ta get some rest? Stop yammerin in me ear, ya bloody bastard!” Rachael groaned, wincing when she tried to throw an arm over her eyes and nearly pulling her stitches apart. She returned her arm to its original position and cracked an eye open to glare at the man hovering at her bedside. “Ye look like shite.” she snickered, taking in his pale face and bloodshot eyes. “And ye’d look fecking daft with a wig on, ye prat. Besides…I live to put ye through hell. It’s me one great passion in me life.”

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CharlotteCarrendar: – Pulling back his head, as though each word that sprang from her lips was fueled with acid, even he was stunned by her wicked and somewhat upsetting retort. ‘Shite?” Moon said, startled, and to be honest, he did, but had not been back in his cabin to pay attention to his appearance. “You fly my best pants up the bloody flag pole and wonder why I look like Shite?” Now he was spitting and cussing, even invented a few new ones, as he got up and powered up and down the cabin, his parrot dancing along his perch imitating the mad Captain, who seemed to have lost the plot. But on passing his dirty mirror, he accidentally caught sight of himself, and this….made him stop. Blinking at the reflection, he took two steps towards it and sure enough, the older man in the mirror, DID look like Shite. “Damned to hell. I should have been a merchant.” <3>

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LadyBelz : – Rachael snickered as the man paced back and forth, sobering as he stood before the mirror. “Ye were worried about me.” It was a statement, not a question. “I’m sorry, me love. I should have listened ta ye when ye said nothing good could come from being in Port Royale. Tis me own fault, me own stubborn nature that got us into a bad row.” she sighed, turning her gaze to the portal over her cot. “I just had ta know if me mum was all right…turns out she’s dead…” Her voice had gone soft at the end of her tale, but no tears escaped her eyes.

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CharlotteCarrendar: -Running a finger across one of his many crows feet, he then bared his gritted teeth at the mirror, and started to play with his face, in order to make the lines vanish. Mind you, nothing short of sewing his scalp back to his head would make him look any younger. For a Pirate, he was moderately proud of his appearance, and the days without sleep and worry, had caused the Captain to age, about ten years. Moon even seemed to forget about Rachael for a fleeting moment, till he heard her say…”I’m sorry, me love. I should have listened ta ye when ye said nothing good could come from being in Port Royale. Tis me own fault, me own stubborn nature that got us into a bad row.” Never a truer word was spoken, but why was it, whenever she would apologize, it would crumble the hard exterior of the Pirate away. Snorting as he listened, trying his best not to show his inner feelings, he turned on his right foot and simply said. “Aye..” He could have said more…a great deal more, but for the risk of turning into a sad sop, he tried to keep the stiff upper lip. “That man that chased us fair out of Royale…he been bad to ya?” In all honesty, Moon knew very little of Rachael’s past. <3>

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LadyBelz: -”That man that chased us fair out of Royale…he been bad to ya?” came the question a silent moment later. Dragging her gaze away from the portal, she turned her head toward him, pain and anger fighting for dominance in her gaze. “T’was me step-da. Married me mum after me da was murdered. I hated him from the start. He married me mum for her money, spending it on drink and games of chance. He grew deeper in debt, unable to pay off his bets…so he turned me mother into his whore…selling her to any man who could pay a coin for a night between her legs. Tried doing the same ta me when I was but three and ten, tried ta marry me off to this pig of a man. Tis when I ran away…I stowed away on yer ship soon after…but I made a promise ta meself to return when I could to see me mum again…and he killed her. He said it was an accident, that she tripped and fell down the stairs…but he was smirkin and gloatin when he said it…and I knew then…the bastard murdered her…I had a feeling he was the one to kill me da as well, but I could never find proof of his dealins.” she sighed, looking away from him. “By my hand, he will pay for his sins against me family.” she vowed.

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CharlotteCarrendar : – A tale of woe, the likes that would pluck at your heart strings. There are many a cruel man in this world, and it would seem that her mother was to have had fate deal her a bad hand. Even a pirate has a code, a code of honor. But not this bastard, that had caused such heartache to the fair Rachael. As Rachael recounted the steps of her life that led her to the ship, on which she now sailed, the Captain had even more reason to be proud of this fine woman. Sure, he spoke so harshly, and with a gruffness, that he would any other man under his command, but if the truth dared to be spoken, if he was to speak the words of his true heart, she would see him for his real self. A passionate man, one that would lay down his life for his love. On the words, “By my hand, he will pay for his sins against me family.” Captain Moon stared out the portal, the same one she had done, and said in a hushed tone; “And so my blade, I will grant thee…may you stain it with his blood, and it flow across the earth, to be soaked and soothe the ache of your Mother’s spirit.” <3>

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LadyBelz ; – As he made his pledge to her, the lock she had so carefully placed around her own heart broke free. She had always been reserved around this man, not fully pledging herself to him, afraid. But he had been by her side, and she by his through thick and thin, bad and good…and he remained by her side still, when he could have easily tossed her overboard. She gave him a small smile. “I thank you for your pledge, My Lord.” she stated, solemnly, without a trace of the language of the pirates that she had adopted as her own over the years. She yawned then, face coloring with embarassement as she hadn’t had time to cover her mouth as a lady should. “I’m so bloody tired.” she whispered, as her eye slowly closed. The doctor moved around Moon to check his patient before he looked up at the Captain. “She must rest still. The fever still lingers and I dinna want her suffering a relapse and hindering her recovery. But recover she will…ready to drive ye ta drink once again.” the doc grinned.

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CharlotteCarrendar ; -The Captain knew that his beloved needed her rest, the first sign of the stifled yawn, and he held a breath deep in his chest, before releasing it slowly. On showing of her small smile, he did something that he had never done before. As if pulled by tiny strings, the corners of his lips did so move upward. Was this a smile? It was the best he could muster, but was heartwarming to see. A glimpse of the Captain, no one else would ever be privy to see. “Rest…its good.” Yes, rest is good, and by god’s he could use some too. Had he been any worse, he would have gotten into bed beside her, but instead, he simply wandered over to his desk, and sat down in his ornate chair, kicking back up his boots on the oak desk and tipping his hat down over his eyes, he promptly drifted off to sleep. What does a Captain dream about you may ask? I can imagine, it would be a setting, far from Port Royale and the dramas that they had fled, but instead a cove, one that was lush and green, with his darling Rachael, dressed like that of the women in oil paintings, he had seen on many a raid. A bride in white satin, who he would carry off into the dark of night, and be one with….forever. <3>

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